Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (191 page)

N
ick
t
u
r
ned
t
o
J
or
d
an,
lif
t
i
n
g
a
bro
w
i
n
cha
l
le
n
g
e
.
“
C
ome
on
J
or
d
an,
g
ive
it
a
t
r
y
.
Y
our
si
s
t
e
r
’
s
one
up
on
y
ou
.
”

C
learly
in
t
er
e
s
t
ed,
but
h
e
s
i
t
an
t
,
she
chewed
on
her b
o
t
t
om
li
p
.
“
H
ow
fast
would
we
go?”

“
I
prom
is
e
t
o
keep
it
under
a
hundred
.
”

J
or
d
a
n
’
s
mouth
ga
ped
ope
n
.
N
ick
shook
h
i
s
head
and moved
t
o
st
r
ad
d
le
the
bi
k
e
.
“
Y
ou
’
re
t
oo
ea
s
y
.
C
ome
o
n
.
Live a
littl
e
.
I
prom
is
e
t
o
ta
ke
it
nice
and
slo
w.
”

E
l
len
shed
her
helmet
and
handed
it
off
t
o
J
or
d
an.
“
Go
fo
r
i
t
.
I
’
v
e
g
o
t
H
u
t
t
o
n
covered
.
”

C
l
im
b
i
n
g
on
the
back
o
f
the
bi
ke
behind
N
ic
k
,
J
or
d
an
t
en
t
a
tivel
y
put
her
a
r
m
s
around
h
i
s
w
a
i
s
t
.
T
h
e
f
i
r
st
con
t
a
c
t
w
a
s
n
o
thi
n
g
more
than
a
ligh
t
hu
g
,
b
ra
c
i
n
g
fo
r
the
bi
ke
t
o accele
r
a
te
.
B
ut
when
N
ic
k
hit
the
g
as
,
it
g
a
v
e
her
an
e
x
c
u
s
e
t
o
w
r
ap
him
u
p
.
I
t
fel
t
a
t
ad
a
w
k
w
ard
t
o
h
a
v
e
her
a
r
m
s
around
him
a
g
ain
but
a
s
they
c
r
u
i
s
ed
do
w
n
the
d
r
ive
w
a
y
,
she
found
he
r
s
el
f
more
re
l
a
x
ed,
holdi
n
g
on
t
o
him
fel
t
na
t
u
r
a
l
.
B
y
the
ti
me
he
g
o
t
t
o
the
road
and
made
a
r
i
ght
t
u
r
n
,
she
forg
o
t
t
o
fee
l
s
elf
-
con
s
c
io
u
s
and
locked
her
a
r
m
s
fo
r
real
.
A
s
s
oon
as
he
g
o
t
out
on
the
open
t
w
o
-
l
a
ne
road
how
e
ve
r
,
he
ins
tinctivel
y
k
icke
d
it
up
a
n
o
t
ch
.
T
h
e
in
crea
s
e
in
speed
had
J
or
d
an
suc
k
i
n
g
in
a
breath
and
holdi
n
g
N
ic
k
f
i
r
me
r
,
ti
gh
t
e
r
.
W
ith an
o
ther
in
crea
s
e
in
speed,
she
let
he
r
s
el
f
enjo
y
the
pace,
the
r
h
y
thm
o
f
the
road
and
the
w
i
nd.
A
nd
slipped
her
f
i
n
ge
r
s unde
r
neath
h
i
s
T
e
e
.

N
ick
had
one
though
t
.
H
er
body
felt
am
a
zi
n
g
up
ag
ainst h
i
s.
H
er
thighs
v
ib
r
a
t
ed
in
t
o
h
i
s.
W
hen
the
road
c
u
r
ved
and he
leaned
in
t
o
the
t
u
r
n,
she
did
the
sam
e
.
H
e
felt
her
nippl
e
s through
her
T
ee
bu
r
ni
n
g
in
t
o
h
i
s
bac
k
.
W
hen
a
couple st
r
an
d
s
of
her
hair
whipped
out
f
rom
unde
r
neath
the
helme
t
, he
caught
her
s
cent
and
w
an
t
ed
t
o
pu
l
l
the
bi
ke
off
the
road and
bu
r
y
him
s
elf
in
s
ide
he
r
.

K
n
o
w
i
n
g
h
e
neede
d
t
o
rei
n
i
n
h
is
though
t
s
,
h
e
s
i
ghed in
t
o
th
e
ocea
n
breez
e
hit
t
in
g
h
is
fac
e
.
T
h
i
s
w
a
s
a
budd
y
’
s
w
i
f
e
.
A
dea
d
budd
y
.
W
oul
d
tha
t
wedg
e
al
w
a
ys
b
e
there
?
he wondered
.
H
e
neede
d
t
o
s
t
e
p
bac
k
, f
i
n
d a
w
a
y
t
o
…
H
e
l
l
,
who
w
a
s
h
e
k
iddi
n
g
?
T
h
a
t
shi
p
ha
d
sa
i
led
.
M
a
n
y
mor
e
nigh
ts
l
i
ke
th
e
o
t
he
r
nigh
t
an
d
t
a
k
in
g
col
d
showe
r
s
would
n
’
t
e
ve
n
b
e
a p
o
ss
i
bi
l
i
t
y
.