Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (149 page)

J
or
d
a
n
’
s
s
t
omac
h
flut
t
ered.
H
er
hea
r
t
felt
l
i
ke
it
t
u
r
ned
ove
r
i
n
he
r
ch
e
s
t
.
S
he
ha
d
n
o
dou
b
t
th
e
ma
n
woul
d
mak
e
a good
fathe
r
.
U
nfo
r
t
una
t
el
y
,
he
did
n
’t
e
ven
k
now
i
t
.

A
D
u
a
l
ly came in
t
o
v
i
e
w
, pulli
n
g a f
l
a
t
bed
tra
i
ler where
R
ic
k
y
Ode
m
’
s
blue
g
ra
s
s
band
was
perched
preca
r
iously
on
the bac
k
,
pe
r
f
o
r
mi
n
g
their
s
o
n
g
,
R
ain
M
ountai
n
.
The
next
thi
n
g she
k
ne
w
,
N
ic
k
’
s
bounci
n
g
had
become
d
anci
n
g
and
H
ut
t
on
w
as
c
l
ap
p
i
n
g
her
han
d
s
t
o
the
mu
s
ic
as
N
ick
moved
back
and fo
r
th
in
time
t
o
the
r
h
y
thm
of
the
s
o
n
g
.

F
or
the
n
e
xt
t
wen
t
y
minu
t
e
s,
much
t
o
the
delight
of
the
c
rowd,
v
a
r
io
u
s
deco
r
a
t
ed
ca
r
s
and
p
ic
k
u
p
s
f
i
led
slowly
past wh
i
le
the
pa
r
ti
c
ipan
t
s
d
i
spen
s
ed
candy
and
M
ardi
G
ras-l
i
k
e bea
d
s
t
o
e
ve
r
y
adult
and
ch
i
ld
al
i
k
e
who
lined
the
stree
t
.

A
t
the
t
a
i
l
end
of
the
pa
r
ade,
a
r
a
g
t
a
g
bunch
of
k
i
d
s
wh
o
’
d deco
r
a
t
ed
their
o
w
n
bi
k
e
s
and
s
k
a
t
eboar
d
s
w
a
ved
f
l
a
g
s
and
s
i
g
ns
at
the
c
rowd
as
they
prou
d
ly
marched
t
o
the
s
oun
d
s of
one,
lone
fife
p
l
a
y
e
r
,
a
s
i
x
t
y-
i
sh
man
w
ith
a
mane
of
w
i
ld, whi
t
e
hai
r
.
B
r
i
n
g
i
n
g
up
the
rea
r
,
f
l
u
t
e
t
o
h
i
s
mouth,
W
ade
Ha
w
k
ins
in
a
s
i
g
n
of
pro
t
e
st
t
o
S
i
s
s
y
C
a
r
r
,
led
th
e
s
e
st
r
ag
gle
r
s do
w
n
the
street
t
o
k
ick
off
sp
r
i
n
g
t
o
wha
t
w
as
perha
p
s
the
loud
e
st
cheer
of
the
d
a
y
as
people
g
o
t
t
o
their
fee
t
,
app
l
audi
n
g
either
their
ch
i
ldren
or
W
ad
e
’
s
ef
f
o
r
ts,
J
or
d
an
w
a
s
n
’t
sure whic
h
.
S
he
leaned
over
t
o
N
ic
k
,
e
xp
l
aini
n
g
,
“
T
h
at
’
s
W
ade
for
y
ou.
H
e
’
s
a
rebel
at
hea
r
t
.
”

L
oo
k
i
ng
a
t
th
e
fac
e
s
i
n
th
e
c
rowd
,
J
or
d
a
n
ha
d
forg
o
t
t
e
n
ho
w
muc
h
f
u
n
th
i
s
coul
d
b
e.
W
h
y
could
n
’
t
th
e
t
o
w
n
s
peopl
e
com
e
t
o
gethe
r
l
i
k
e
th
i
s
e
ve
r
y d
a
y
?
W
il
l
i
ng
to
for
g
ive
an
d
forge
t
ho
w
nas
t
y
the
y
’
d
bee
n
to
he
r
ove
r
th
e
pas
t
t
w
o y
ea
r
s
,
J
or
d
a
n
s
m
i
le
d
i
n
relie
f
tha
t
m
a
yb
e
ther
e
w
a
s
hop
e
for
th
i
s
t
o
w
n
af
ter
a
l
l.