Summon the Swell

Becc came for the water. For motion. For something bigger than the small life she’d built around keeping it together. Post-divorce, adopted into a religion she outgrew, she’s used to being the only one like her in the room. A swimmer by discipline, sharp and focused. Strong enough to hide how much she still wants to belong. But she’s fearless when it comes to turning toward what calls her, and when she finds a connection, she’s all in.

Gretchen is a tarot-reading, ritual-practicing hospice nurse—well versed in the liminality of energetic portals. Still reeling from a close loved one’s departure, her bestie convinces her to ditch the Seattle winter to thaw in the tropical sun. She’s the kind of person who makes friendship romantic and prefers to keep her romances in a multitude of tidy containers. She didn’t expect to meet someone who moves like Becc. And ends up seen in a way she’s not ready for.

They meet in motion: bubbles, thighs, swimming pigs, shark fins. Every encounter layered in breath, touch, energy.

Over a week in the Caribbean, what sparks isn’t a fantasy. It’s a connection that rewires their nervous systems—and teaches them the difference between chemistry and capacity.

Not everyone gets a moment like this. Will the wave pull them under or pull them open?