Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (211 page)

T
h
at
w
as
a
l
l
N
ick
needed
t
o
hea
r
.
“
A
w
w
,
b
a
b
y
.
I
’
ve
w
ai
t
ed
t
o
hear
y
ou
s
a
y
that
for
s
o
lo
n
g
.
”
P
u
l
li
n
g
her
in
t
o
him, he
cl
o
s
ed
h
i
s
mouth
over
he
r
s.

J
or
d
an
thought
the
k
i
s
s
j
u
st
might
lique
f
y
her
bon
e
s.
K
no
w
i
n
g
he
needed
t
o
hear
the
dec
l
a
r
a
t
ion,
the
wor
d
s,
s
o there
w
as
no
m
i
s
t
a
k
i
n
g
her
in
t
en
t
,
she
wh
i
spered
in
h
i
s
ea
r
,
“
T
ake
me
t
o
bed,
N
ic
k
.
”

H
e
cl
o
s
e
d
h
i
s
e
y
e
s
.
A
s
i
g
h
o
f
relie
f
e
s
c
aped
.
I
f
she
k
ne
w
wh
o
woul
d
b
e
her
e
w
it
h
he
r
,
wh
o
woul
d
b
e
ki
ss
i
ng
he
r
,
lo
v
i
ng
he
r
mad
e
a
l
l
th
e
dif
f
erenc
e
i
n
th
e
worl
d
to
hi
m
.
H
e
’
d
n
e
ve
r
w
ai
t
e
d
th
i
s
lo
ng
to
b
e
w
it
h
a
n
y
on
e
befor
e.
E
ve
r
.
T
ire
d
o
f
w
ai
t
i
n
g
,
t
ire
d
o
f
th
e
t
o
r
t
ur
e
h
e
fel
t
e
ve
r
y
ti
m
e
he
g
o
t
nea
r
he
r
,
e
ve
r
y
ti
m
e
h
e
t
ouche
d
he
r
,
h
e
p
icke
d
he
r
up
an
d
ca
r
r
ie
d
he
r
in
to
th
e
bedroo
m
.

A
s
he
made
h
i
s
w
a
y
t
o
the
bed
the
rain
p
icked
up
out
s
id
e
.
H
e
could
hear
the
thick
sp
l
a
ts
hit
the
bedroom
w
indo
w
s,
fa
l
l
h
arder
on
the
roof,
as
he
s
imply
dropped
down
on
the
bed,
s
e
ttle
d
he
r
o
n
h
i
s
l
a
p
.

I
n
the
d
ar
k
,
their
t
o
n
g
u
e
s
wa
ged
a
p
l
a
y
f
ul
little
t
u
g
of
w
ar
before
he
moved
t
o
nu
z
zle
her
nec
k
,
be
g
an
t
o
tra
i
l
k
i
s
se
s do
w
n
t
o
her
breas
t
.
H
e
nipped
at
the
bud
of
a
nipple
through her
c
o
t
t
on
shi
r
t
in
c
rea
s
i
n
g
her
aro
u
sal.
A
s
he
l
aid
her
back
on the
bed,
she
reached
for
the
be
d
s
ide
ligh
t
.
B
ut
he
s
til
led
her hand
and
d
i
st
r
a
c
t
ed
her
by
p
l
anti
n
g
an
o
ther
mind
-
shat
t
e
r
i
n
g
k
is
s
on
her
mout
h
.
H
e
pu
l
led
her
shi
r
t
up
and
of
f
,
unhooked her
bra
in
one
ade
p
t
m
o
tio
n
.
H
er
breas
t
s
t
umbled
ou
t
.
H
i
s breath
hi
t
ched.
“
God,
y
ou
are
s
o
beau
t
i
f
ul
.
”

H
e
covered
her
mouth
w
ith
h
i
s
ag
ain
wh
i
le
h
i
s
lo
n
g fi
n
ge
r
s
found
her
breast
and
t
o
y
ed
w
ith
the
r
os
e
-
p
ink
ti
p
s.

H
e
tra
i
led
k
iss
e
s
alo
n
g
her
j
a
w
,
down
her
neck
unt
i
l
he
found her
breast
w
ith
h
i
s
t
o
n
g
ue,
suckli
n
g
,
rel
i
shi
n
g
.

H
e
ra
n
h
i
s
thum
b
do
w
n
he
r
chee
k
.
“
D
o
y
o
u
k
n
ow ho
w
muc
h
I
lov
e
s
eei
ng
th
e
sunligh
t
hi
t
y
ou
r
hai
r
j
u
s
t
s
o
?
O
r
th
e
sleep
y
loo
k
o
n
y
ou
r
fac
e
f
i
r
s
t
thi
ng
i
n
th
e
mo
r
ni
ng
whe
n
y
o
u
w
a
l
k
in
to
th
e
k
i
t
chen
?
O
r
th
e
w
a
y
y
ou
r
e
y
e
s
get
tha
t
ce
r
t
ai
n
shee
n
when
e
ve
r
y
o
u
w
a
t
c
h
H
u
t
t
o
n
p
l
a
y
w
ith
Q
uake
?
O
r
th
e
concent
r
a
tio
n
o
n
y
ou
r
fac
e
e
ve
r
y
tim
e
I
ca
t
c
h
y
o
u
s
t
andi
ng
a
t
th
e
k
i
t
c
he
n
coun
t
e
r
c
rea
ti
ng
on
e
of
y
ou
r
d
i
sh
e
s
f
ro
m
s
c
r
a
t
ch?”