Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (139 page)

“
W
ell
now
K
ent
hone
y
,
that
s
ounds
t
r
uly
optim
i
stic,
but
wha
t
i
f
th
e
bi
t
c
h
mak
e
s
i
t
.
S
h
e
’
s
g
o
t
that
—n
e
w
g
u
y
hel
p
i
n
g her
out
af
t
e
r
a
l
l
.
”

“
Do
e
s
n
’t
mean
a
d
amn.
S
he
i
s
n
’t
g
o
i
n
g
t
o
make
i
t
.
T
r
ust me
on
that.
I
’ve
got
a
p
l
an
.
”
A
nd
w
ith
that
K
ent
proceeded
t
o outline
h
i
s
a
gen
d
a.

While Kent planned
the demise of The Cove Bed and Breakfast, Jordan struggled with the decision on whether or not to hire Lilly. How could she ask the woman to give up the only income she counted on monthly to come to work at a fledgling bed and breakfast without any guarantees they’d make it? What if Sissy and everyone in town were right and she failed? She waffled back and forth daily with regularity. One day her thoughts soared over all the progress they were making and the next she’d wallow in self-doubt. All she knew for certain was that there were no guarantees and that Lilly needed a regular stable income. Was Jordan ready to be anyone’s employer? It was a big step. And one she didn’t take lightly.

The
next
mo
r
ni
n
g
J
or
d
an
g
o
t
up
and
de
c
ided
the
only
w
a
y
t
o
re
s
olve
the
i
ssue
once
and
for
all
w
as
t
o
go
s
ee
Lilly to
find
out
how
she
fel
t
.
K
no
w
i
n
g
Lilly
did
n
’t
h
a
ve
a
phone she
called
C
ar
l
a
V
ar
g
as
for
exa
c
t
dire
c
tions
t
o
Lilly
’
s
traile
r
.

L
a
t
er
that
mo
r
ni
n
g
she
and
H
ut
t
on
headed
off
bea
r
i
n
g
g
if
t
s.
P
acked
in
the
bac
k
s
eat
she
had
put
t
ogether
a
p
i
c
nic basket
f
u
l
l
of
f
r
ied
chicken, mashed p
o
t
a
t
o
e
s, macaroni and
che
e
s
e,
a
b
a
g
of
appl
e
s
and
pea
r
s,
and
for
d
e
ss
e
r
t
,
d
ark choco
l
a
t
e
browni
e
s.
S
h
e
’
d
timed
her
a
r
r
i
v
al
for
t
en-fo
r
t
y-five,
s
o that it
c
o
in
c
ided
w
ith an
early lunch.
S
he
k
new fi
r
sthand
w
ith
t
oddle
r
s
it
w
as
b
e
st
t
o
get
them
fed
and
down
for an
af
t
e
r
noon
nap
as
s
oon
as
p
oss
ibl
e
.

Derek
S
t
o
v
all
’
s
l
and
w
as
l
es
s
than
a
mile
s
outheast of
t
own.
J
or
d
an
spo
tt
ed
Lilly
’
s
E
s
co
r
t
before
she
s
a
w
the
broke
n
-
do
wn
aluminu
m
t
r
a
i
le
r
a
b
ou
t
f
i
f
t
y
y
ar
d
s
off
the
road, well
past
the
main
hou
s
e
.
A
s
s
oon
as
she
pulled
u
p
,
the
door of
the
trailer
swu
n
g
open
as
if
Lilly
had
heard
the
ca
r
.
J
or
d
an
w
at
ched
as
Lilly
s
t
epped
out
on
t
o
a
few
r
icke
t
y
boar
d
s
that a
c
t
ed
as
a
front
s
t
oop
w
ith
J
oey
on
her
hi
p
,
her
mouth
w
ide
w
ith
shoc
k
.

J
or
d
an
opened
the
car
door
and
shot
her
a
smil
e
.
“
I
’
d h
a
ve
called
t
o
let
y
ou
k
now
I
w
as
droppi
n
g
by
but
y
ou
do
n
’t
h
a
v
e
a
phon
e
.
”
S
he
t
u
gge
d
H
u
t
t
o
n
ou
t
o
f
he
r
ca
r
s
e
a
t
an
d
s
et her down on the di
r
t path leadi
n
g
t
o the front doo
r
.
J
or
d
an reached
back
in
s
ide
and
pulled
out
the
basket
of
goodies.
W
a
v
i
n
g
the
baske
t
,
she
added,
“
I
hope
y
ou
g
uys
h
a
ve
n
’t ea
t
en
lunch
y
et
.
”