Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (16 page)

“
Y
ou
are
n
’t
f
rom
around
her
e
.
”
I
t
w
a
s
n
’t
a
qu
e
s
t
io
n
.

“
L
.
A
.
”

“
T
her
e
i
s
n
’
t
an
o
the
r
p
l
ac
e
t
o
s
t
a
y
i
n
t
o
wn
.
T
h
e
C
ove
i
s
i
t
.
”

H
e
k
new the
minu
t
e she made
up her mind
a
bout hi
m
.
S
he
s
t
ood
up
w
ith
pu
r
p
os
e,
sat
the
b
a
by
on
her
hi
p
.
“
W
e
l
l,
M
r
.
H
a
r
r
i
s,
I
’
m
in
k
ind
of
a
f
i
x
r
ight
no
w
,
d
e
spe
r
a
t
e
e
ve
n
.
I
’
l
l p
a
y
y
ou
the
g
o
i
n
g
r
at
e
for
a
ca
r
pen
t
e
r
.
”
S
h
e
’
d
h
a
ve
t
o
find
out
e
xa
c
tly
what
the
g
o
i
n
g
r
at
e
w
as.

“
Y
ou
do
n
’
t
…
”

S
he
held
up
a
s
t
ubbo
r
n
hand.
“
A
s
s
o
on
a
s
I
open,
w
e
’
l
l
s
ettle
u
p
.
K
eep
t
rac
k
o
f
y
our
wor
k
,
y
our
hou
r
s
.
I
n
the
mean
ti
me,
ther
e
’
s
a
s
t
udio
apa
r
t
m
ent
in
the
back
over
the
g
ar
a
g
e
.
I
t
i
s
n
’
t
muc
h
.
I
n
fa
c
t
,
it
’
s
a
dum
p
.
”
W
ith
a
ne
r
vou
s
l
a
ugh
she
added,
“
F
rankl
y
,
it
’
s
a
m
e
s
s
.
B
ut
I
could
g
iv
e
it
a
thorough
cleani
n
g and
s
ee
what
I
could
do
t
o
get
it
li
v
a
b
l
e
whil
e
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
t
a
k
i
n
g
her
af
t
e
r
noon
na
p
.
”

“T
h
a
t
’
d
be
f
i
n
e
.
W
h
i
le
y
ou
clean
the
p
l
ace,
I
’
l
l
f
i
n
i
sh sandi
n
g
the
porch,
repair
that
ra
i
li
n
g
.
H
ow
would
that
be?”

S
he
s
t
ood
u
p
,
g
l
ared
in
the
dire
c
tion
of
the
sande
r
.
“
Be
m
y
g
u
e
s
t
.
T
h
i
s
porch
w
il
l
r
o
t
before
I
go
near
that
thi
n
g
ag
ai
n
.
”

H
oldi
n
g
a
tr
a
y
l
aden
w
ith
sand
w
ich
e
s
and
a
p
i
t
cher of
iced
lemonade,
J
or
d
an
a
s
s
es
s
ed
her
work
force
f
rom
j
u
st
in
s
ide
the
f
ront
doo
r
w
a
y
as
N
ic
k
,
s
a
w
in hand,
c
ut
an
o
ther
p
iece
of
t
wo
by
four
rep
l
acement
wood
t
o
put
the
ra
i
li
n
g
back
t
o
gethe
r
.
A
f
t
er
sh
e
’
d
dire
c
t
ed
him
t
o
Sc
o
t
t
’
s
pletho
r
a
of
t
oo
l
s
ke
p
t
out
back
in
the
ove
r
s
t
uf
f
ed
g
ar
a
ge,
N
ick
had
been
out
here
hard
at
work
for
hou
r
s
as the
mi
t
er
s
a
w
bu
z
zed
and
the
b
u
s
t
ed
bal
u
st
r
ade,
once
ag
ain,
t
ook
shap
e
.
S
he
w
at
ched
as
he
p
icked
up
a
hammer
and be
g
an
t
o
na
i
l
the
wood
in
p
l
ace,
the
m
u
s
cl
e
s
bunchi
n
g
in
h
i
s
a
r
m
s
w
it
h
eac
h
whac
k
o
f
th
e
ma
l
le
t
.

S
h
e
sucke
d
i
n
a
breat
h
.
I
t
ha
d
bee
n
a
lo
ng
tim
e
s
ince sh
e
’
d
fel
t
att
ra
c
tio
n
to
a
ma
n
.
N
o
t
onl
y
w
a
s
P
elica
n
P
o
in
te a
s
ma
l
l
t
o
w
n
w
ithou
t
a
n
ove
r
a
bun
d
anc
e
o
f
s
i
n
g
l
e
g
u
y
s
,
m
o
s
t
o
f
whom
wer
e
thi
r
t
y-pl
u
s
y
ea
r
s
he
r
s
enio
r
,
sh
e
lived
pret
t
y
muc
h
ou
t
i
n
th
e
booni
e
s
.
T
h
e
cl
o
se
s
t
thi
ng
to
a
hunk sh
e
’
d
s
ee
n
recentl
y
w
a
s
th
e
U
PS
ma
n. He gave
he
r
a
thre
e
-
minu
t
e
-th
r
il
l
onc
e
i
n
a
wh
i
l
e
whe
n
h
e
delivere
d
wha
t
e
ver sh
e
man
a
ge
d
to
orde
r
onlin
e.

B
u
t
e
ve
n
thoug
h
sh
e
had
n
’
t
ha
d
s
e
x
i
n
for
e
ve
r
,
J
or
d
an appre
c
i
at
e
d
w
at
chi
n
g
a
fi
t
,
in-shap
e
mal
e
s
w
i
n
g a
hammer
and
work
a
s
a
w
.
H
e
’
d
shed
h
i
s
b
l
ack
j
acke
t
,
which
had
hidden a
s
et
of
r
ipped
a
b
s.
N
o
w
,
the
thin
f
a
b
r
ic
of
h
i
s
T
-shi
r
t
clu
n
g
t
o
h
i
s
s
wea
t
y
body
in
clum
p
s.
S
ince
the
d
a
y
had
g
ro
w
n
qui
t
e
w
a
rm
,
she
found
he
r
s
elf
w
i
shi
n
g
h
e
’
d
s
imply
ta
ke
off
the shi
r
t
.
S
he
w
at
ched,
though
as
he
s
eemed
t
o
delight
in
the wo
r
k
at
hand
as
though
he
enjo
y
ed
bei
n
g
ou
t
doo
r
s.
E
ve
r
y
s
o of
t
en
he
s
t
opped
t
o
bask
in
the
sunshine
holdi
n
g
h
i
s
face
up
t
o
the
clou
d
l
es
s
s
k
y
wh
i
le
h
i
s
lo
n
gi
sh
b
l
ack
hair
hu
n
g
around h
i
s
face
in
d
amp
c
ur
l
s.

W
h
i
le
he
s
eemed
t
o
t
a
ke
pleasure
in
the
ocean
breeze cooli
n
g off
the
heat
f
rom h
i
s bod
y
,
J
or
d
an
t
ook delight in
the
w
a
y
he
packed
him
s
elf
in
t
o
a
pair
of
jeans.