Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (137 page)

A
s
s
oon
as
J
or
d
an
emerged
from
the
hou
s
e
she
noticed
r
i
gh
t
off
,
h
e
’
d
at
t
ached
the
b
a
by
s
eat
t
o
the
ma
n
’
s
bi
c
y
cl
e
.
T
railed
by
Q
u
ake,
J
or
d
an
s
t
ood
on
the
back
porch
and
w
atc
hed
him
put
the
fi
na
l
s
c
re
w
s
i
n
t
o
th
e
bi
k
e
s
e
a
t.

H
e
looked
up
and
s
a
w
her
s
t
andi
n
g
on
the
porch.
Their e
y
e
s
locked.
The
ma
n
wh
o
’
d
bedde
d
mor
e
tha
n
h
i
s
share
of
women
w
an
t
ed
t
o
t
ell
her
how
much
h
e
’
d
enjo
y
ed
their
d
a
y
in
t
own
t
ogether
doi
n
g
nothi
n
g
pa
r
ticu
l
arly
adven
t
urous,
ce
r
t
ainly
mun
d
ane,
but
the
in
s
ecure
man
who
felt
like he
did
n
’t
d
es
e
r
ve
her
w
as
n
’t
exa
c
tly
sure
how
t
o
s
a
y
what
he fel
t
.
S
o
,
he
s
imply
s
ent
her
a
g
r
in
before
t
urni
n
g
h
i
s
at
t
ention back
t
o
the
bike,
kee
p
i
n
g
h
i
s
head
down
until
h
e
’
d
s
ecured the
b
a
by
ca
r
r
ier
in
p
l
ac
e
.
H
e
t
e
s
t
ed
h
i
s
wor
k
.

B
y
this
time
J
or
d
an
had
cl
o
s
ed
the
d
i
s
t
ance
be
t
ween them
and
s
t
ood
a
few
feet
a
w
a
y
.

“
W
ha
t
d
o
y
o
u
think?”

“
I
think
I
’
m
luc
k
y
y
ou
were
loo
k
i
n
g
for
wor
k
.
”

T
h
at
had
him
g
l
anci
n
g
back
u
p
,
meeti
n
g
her
e
y
es.
Th
o
s
e e
y
es
s
t
ay
ed
locked
on
his.
W
hile
desire
d
anced
in
his
lower bell
y
,
s
omethi
n
g
e
ls
e
n
a
gged
around
his
hea
r
t.
L
ust
he
more than
recognized.
B
ut
this
woman
made
him
feel
s
omethi
n
g e
ls
e,
s
omethi
n
g
no
other
woman
had
ever
t
ouched.
W
armth spread
inside
like
a
le
i
surely
d
r
ift
in
t
o
sunshin
e
.
H
e
forced himself
t
o
t
urn
back
t
o
his
t
as
k
.
H
e
be
g
an
pic
k
i
n
g
up
his
t
ools and s
a
w the b
a
by helmet still in the bo
x
.
H
e opened the ca
r
t
on,
held
it
u
p
.
“
Look
at
this.
I
ca
n
’t
believe
they
make
on
e
o
f
th
e
s
e
thi
n
gs
s
o
s
ma
l
l
.
W
h
e
n
sh
e
w
ak
es
u
p
w
e
’
r
e
a
ll
s
et
t
o
t
a
ke her for
a spin
.
”

N
ic
k
ha
d
no
w
a
y
o
f
k
n
o
w
i
ng
J
ord
a
n
’
s
though
t
s
were
r
idi
ng
s
o
cl
o
s
e
to
h
i
s
o
w
n
.
F
eeli
n
g
s
sh
e
thought
wer
e
dead an
d bu
r
ie
d
w
ith
Sc
o
tt
whirle
d
i
n her
head
,
i
n her
hea
r
t
,
in
her
be
l
l
y
.
T
h
e
ma
n
w
a
s
slowl
y
brea
k
i
ng
do
w
n
e
ve
r
y
ba
r
r
ier o
f
g
r
ie
f
sh
e
’
d
bu
i
l
t
fo
r
Sc
o
t
t
.
A
nd
i
n
j
u
s
t
a
fe
w
sho
r
t
wee
k
s.
W
h
er
e
w
a
s
her
lo
y
a
l
t
y
to
him
?
H
o
w
coul
d
sh
e
le
t
an
o
ther
ma
n
into
her
hea
r
t
s
o
quickly
?
T
he
y
’
re
j
u
s
t
though
ts
,
she rea
s
oned
.
I
hav
e
n
’
t
jump
ed
hi
m
i
n
h
i
s
sle
e
p
yet
,
hav
e
I?
She
remembere
d
their
mo
r
ni
ng
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
io
n
.
T
h
e
y
were
att
ra
c
t
e
d
to
eac
h
o
the
r
.
T
he
y
wer
e
con
s
en
ti
n
g
,
ma
ture
adul
t
s
.
Sh
e
’
d
alread
y
ac
k
nowledge
d
sh
e
want
e
d
hi
m
.
H
o
w
coul
d
sh
e
t
e
l
l
hi
m
sh
e
w
a
s
cl
o
s
er
to
ma
k
i
ng
that
lea
p
than
h
e
k
n
ew?