First Lines...

"Bodies, bodies. The beach was crowded, Marcella had not expected all these people everywhere-- she had forgotten it was Saturday, forgotten, even, that it was June. Today, after Anthony's phone call, she had come here gulping for broad sky, a long horizon, a vast and indifferent emptiness;"

........The Swimming Pool, Holly LeCraw

First Lines...

“You know what I want.”

Hearing him behind her, she jerked and dropped her paintbrush. It slid across the canvas, streaking the emerald gulf water with a bold, jagged slash of white.”

.... Forget Me Not by Vicki Hinze