Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (20 page)

S
he
s
t
ood
w
at
chi
n
g
him
w
a
l
k
up
and
do
w
n
the
stre
t
ch of
sand
near
the
w
at
e
r
.
A
little
ne
r
vo
u
s,
she
went
on,
“
T
h
a
t
’
s r
os
ema
r
y
and
s
a
ge
y
ou
s
me
l
l
alo
n
g
w
ith
M
on
t
erey
p
in
e
. The
tra
i
l
i
s
lined
w
ith
the
s
t
uff.
I
t
g
ro
w
s
w
i
ld
here
alo
n
g
w
ith
plen
t
y
of
g
i
n
ge
r
,
beach
g
ra
s
s
and
alfalfa.
Ther
e
’
s
a
tide pool,
a
l
l
k
in
d
s
of
cool
rock
fo
r
m
ations
in
the
area
.
”
B
ut
as
J
or
d
an
went
on
w
ith
her
p
i
t
ch
it
appeared
as
though
N
ick
w
a
s
n
’t
l
i
s
t
eni
n
g
but
t
r
y
i
n
g
t
o
recover
f
rom
the
climb
do
w
n. Reli
e
ved
that
he
did
n
’t
s
eem
t
o
be
as
pale
as
before,
she
went on
de
t
e
r
mined
t
o
g
ive
him
the
f
u
l
l
treatmen
t
.
“Sc
o
tt
p
l
anned
t
o
of
f
er
the
g
u
e
sts
su
r
fi
n
g
l
e
s
s
ons.
H
e
’
d
be
the
inst
r
u
c
t
o
r
,
of cou
r
s
e
.
”
S
he
chuckled
alm
o
st
t
o
he
r
s
elf
before
addi
n
g
,
“
I
u
s
e
d
t
o
t
e
l
l
hi
m
I
though
t
i
t
w
as
a
s
n
ea
k
y
w
a
y
t
o
ge
t
t
o
go
su
r
fi
n
g
.
W
hen
we
g
o
t
thi
n
g
s
up
and
g
o
i
n
g
,
he
w
an
t
ed
t
o
of
f
er
s
c
uba
di
v
i
n
g
,
t
o
o
.
Ther
e
’
s
a
ship
w
reck
j
u
st
off
the
coast
n
o
t far
f
rom
her
e
.
H
e
thought
it
would
be
an
in
t
er
e
s
t
i
n
g
s
e
l
li
n
g p
o
int
t
o
lure
g
u
e
sts
.
”

“
S
hipwreck?”

“
Y
eah
,
y
o
u
k
n
o
w
,
s
t
a
y
a
t the
B
&
B
,
div
e
wh
i
l
e
y
ou
’
re her
e
an
d
e
xplor
e
a
ship
w
rec
k
du
r
i
n
g
y
ou
r
s
t
a
y
.
”
S
he
p
o
in
t
ed of
f
shor
e
t
o
w
ar
d
the
ho
r
i
zo
n
.
J
or
d
a
n
s
a
w
N
ic
k
t
a
k
e
h
i
s
time,
s
cop
e
out
mor
e
o
f
the
cov
e
.
I
t
w
a
s
af
ter
a
l
l
a
spe
c
t
a
c
u
l
a
r
sp
o
t
t
o
j
u
s
t
s
i
t
an
d
enjo
y
na
t
ur
e
.
B
ut
the
g
u
y
s
eeme
d
t
o
be d
i
st
r
a
c
t
ed
,
a
littl
e
preoc
c
u
p
ie
d
an
d
a
whol
e
l
o
t
w
inded
.
W
ith
that
bod
y
,
sh
e
wondere
d
w
h
y
.
A
s
sh
e
w
a
t
che
d
hi
m
w
a
l
k
t
o the
w
a
t
e
r
’
s
edg
e
an
d
bac
k
,
chec
k
i
n
g
out
the
roc
k
s
an
d
she
l
l
s
alo
n
g
the
w
a
y
,
sh
e
f
ina
l
l
y
shu
t
u
p
lo
n
g
enoug
h
t
o
g
iv
e
him tim
e
t
o
ge
t
h
i
s
breat
h
bac
k
.

The
climb
down
t
old
N
ick
what
h
e
’
d
k
nown
for
months, af
t
er
s
e
ve
r
al
surge
r
i
e
s,
he
st
il
l
w
a
s
n
’t
y
et
back
t
o
f
u
l
l
stre
n
g
th.
B
ut
e
ven
s
o
,
he
had
t
o
t
amp
down
the
urge
t
o
shed
h
i
s
cl
o
th
e
s and
t
a
ke
a
dive
r
ight
then
and
there
in
t
o
the
blue
w
a
t
e
r
.