Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (207 page)

“
Remin
d
m
e
ag
ai
n
w
h
y
w
e
h
a
v
e
to
b
r
i
ng
s
o
muc
h
s
t
uff
w
it
h
us
.
”

H
e
chuckled
.
“
I
kee
p
as
k
i
n
g
tha
t
m
y
s
elf
.
”

A
s
s
oon
as
they
g
o
t
t
o
the
back
doo
r
,
N
ick
k
icked
off
h
i
s san
d
a
l
s
before
s
t
ep
p
i
n
g
in
s
id
e
.
J
or
d
an
did
the
same
before
ma
k
i
n
g
he
r
w
a
y
in
t
o
th
e
mu
d
roo
m.
N
ic
k
sa
t
H
u
t
t
o
n
do
wn on the floor and
J
or
d
an immed
i
a
t
ely hu
r
r
ied
t
o st
r
ip off
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
di
r
t
y
cl
o
th
e
s.
“
T
ime
for
a
bath,
di
r
t
y
g
irl.
L
ook
at
y
ou,
s
weetie,
y
ou
’
ve
g
o
t
sand
in
y
our
hai
r
.
”

“
N
eed
help?”

“
N
ah
,
I
thin
k
I
ca
n
han
d
l
e
th
i
s
.
W
h
er
e
’
s
tha
t
super
s
oake
r
whe
n
y
o
u
nee
d
it?
”
S
h
e
p
icke
d
u
p
a
di
r
t
y
H
u
t
t
on
an
d
heade
d
fo
r
th
e
bathroo
m
.
N
ic
k
l
aughed
,
a
s
h
e
heard
he
r
s
a
y
,
“
I
thin
k
w
e
’
l
l
nee
d
th
e
g
arde
n
h
os
e
to
ge
t
y
o
u
clean
t
onigh
t
,
s
wee
ti
e
.
”

H
e
p
icked
up
the
di
r
t
y
cl
o
th
e
s
f
rom
the
floor
and headed
in
t
o
the
l
aund
r
y
roo
m
.
A
f
t
er
drop
p
i
n
g
their
beach cl
o
th
e
s
in
t
o
the
w
asher
and
s
t
a
r
ti
n
g
a
load,
he
y
e
l
led
af
t
er he
r
,
“
I
f
y
ou
think
y
ou
wo
n
’t
need
me,
I
’
l
l
head
for
the
shower
m
y
s
elf.
H
ut
t
on
i
s
n
’t
the
only
one
g
r
ubb
y
.
”

I
t
w
as
t
r
u
e
.
The
sand
s
t
uck
l
i
ke
glue
be
t
ween
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
t
o
e
s,
under
her
fi
n
ge
r
nai
l
s,
in
the
c
rea
se
s
of
b
a
by
fat
on
both a
r
ms
and
on
the
bac
k
s
id
e
s
of
her
k
ne
e
s.
J
or
d
an
w
as
j
u
st
as bad.
So
once
she
g
o
t
t
o
the
bathroom,
she
decided
t
o
forego the
bath.
S
h
e
’
d
be
bet
t
er
off
t
a
k
i
n
g
H
u
t
t
o
n
in
t
o
th
e
shower
w
ith
her
and
s
c
r
ub
b
i
n
g
them
both
clean
at
the
same
tim
e
.
S
t
r
ip
p
i
n
g
out
of
her
cl
o
th
e
s,
she
t
u
r
ned
on
the
w
a
t
er
and
the
t
wo
of
them
s
t
epped
in
s
ide,
ma
k
i
n
g
a
g
ame
out
of
remo
v
i
n
g
tha
t
e
x
t
ra
l
ay
e
r
o
f
di
r
t
.

L
at
er
as
they
d
r
ied
off,
J
or
d
an
thought
she
heard
p
o
ts and
pans
r
a
ttli
n
g
in
the
k
i
t
chen,
but
she
could
n
’t
be
sur
e
.
H
er
s
t
omac
h
r
umble
d
f
ro
m
hu
nge
r
.
I
f
sh
e
w
as
hu
n
g
r
y
,
H
u
t
t
on
prob
a
bly
w
as
t
o
o
.
S
he
hu
r
r
ie
d
ly
dr
e
ss
ed
them
b
o
th
then headed
in
t
o
the
k
i
t
chen
t
o
f
i
x
suppe
r
.