Seaside Kisses: A Sweet Romance (The Seaside Hunters Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

asked, teasing.
    "Just left. Everyone has it under control. And besides, it's Saturday. My practice is closed."
    "I'm on my way out," Rafael said. "Want to get lunch?"
    "Actually, I came here because I heard this is a good place to find honeymoon attire."
    Rafael paused. "You two finally set a date?"
    "Almost. Now that both of our businesses are where we want them, we're ready."
    "Congratulations, Brayden."
    He beamed.
    "So, you really want to look at clothes? Or do you want to grab a bite?" Rafael asked.
    "Can I have a look? As brother of the owner, I'd like to have a look at the inventory before anyone else."
    Rafael spread his hand out and panned the room. "Have at it. I need to look some stuff up, anyway."
    "Oh. For what?" Brayden asked, walking to a mannequin.
    "I'm going to have a grand opening in a couple weeks, and—"
    "If you need any help, just shout my way. Remember the one I had for the clinic?"
    Rafael paused. "The health fair?"
    "Right. We didn't call it a grand opening, but that's what it was. It was a huge success all around. People learned what we had to offer and they also got a bunch of free health information."
    "It was fun, too. Where'd you find the band?" Rafael asked, more ideas spinning.
    "High school kids."
    "Nice." Rafael added more notes to his app.
    With the help of his family, his grand opening was going be a big hit. Not everyone had understood Brayden's clinic, but now everyone in Kittle Falls knew that they could go to the urgent care for everything that wasn't serious enough for the emergency room, including the cardiology and family practice clinics to see doctors for regular visits.
    Since the nearest hospital was half an hour away—in good traffic—the new clinic was just what the town needed.
    Even though Rafael's shop was hardly saving lives, the residents of Kittle Falls didn't really understand what he had to offer, either. Everyone tended to dress casually—what else would anyone expect from a quaint beach town?—so he got a lot of strange looks and questions about his business since coming back home.
    "What do you think of this?" Brayden asked, bringing Rafael back from his thoughts. He held up a sea foam green silk shirt. "Would this work for a dance on a cruise ship?"
    "You're going on one for your honeymoon?"
    Brayden shrugged. "It wasn't my first choice, but Lana really wants to. She's never been on one."
    "That would be perfect for dancing or going to one of the fancier restaurants."
    "What about pants?" Brayden asked.
    "Actually, I have a shipment coming in tomorrow that would go perfectly with those."
    "Tomorrow's Sunday."
    "Yeah?" Rafael asked, trying to figure out his point.
    "The post office is closed on Sundays."
    "Right. This is Kittle Falls. Well, as long as they don't try to stop the delivery truck, I should be fine."
    They discussed clothes for a little longer before leaving to grab some lunch at a deli. After they sat with the sandwiches, they discussed Brayden's upcoming honeymoon. Rafael kept the questions coming because he knew the next logical step of the conversation would be his own love life. He didn't want to talk about it—neither Amara nor his ex, Kristine.
    Brayden wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Thanks for all the fashion tips. I've always felt clueless when it comes to clothes."
    "You don't have to tell me." Rafael grinned.
    "I guess I wouldn't." Brayden laughed. "And now that you're back in town, you can help me spruce up my wardrobe. Lana liked that tie you gave me for my birthday. And a lot of others have complimented it, too."
    "It's the height of fashion right now."
    "Mind if I swing by to pick your brain some more?"
    "Sure." Rafael told him his schedule.
    Brayden set down his empty glass. "So, why are you starting completely over with your business? You were doing so well in LA."
    Rafael groaned. A topic he didn't want to discuss—especially with Brayden. He'd moved back to Kittle Falls after having sold his successful cardiology practice.