Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (215 page)

“T
he
t
r
ick
i
s
t
o
tire
her
ou
t
.
T
h
at
’
s
m
y
jo
b
.
”
S
he
nibbled h
i
s
ear
r
ight
back
before
tra
i
li
n
g
wet
k
i
s
se
s
do
w
n
t
o
h
i
s mout
h
.
A
nd
wh
i
spered,
“S
e
x
w
ith
y
ou
mak
e
s
me
work
up
an appe
t
i
te
.
I
could
eat
a
ho
r
s
e
.
”
W
ith
tha
t
,
she
g
o
t
up
and
went over
t
o
the
coun
t
er
t
o
fork
over
her
o
w
n
s
t
ack
of
pancak
e
s.

“
I
al
w
a
y
s
heard
it
w
as
the
s
h
y
,
quiet
on
e
s
y
ou
had
t
o wo
r
r
y
a
bou
t
.
N
ow
I
k
now
for
sur
e
.
”
A
new
hu
n
ger
r
umbled in
h
i
s
lower
belly
j
u
st
w
a
t
chi
n
g
her
f
rom
a
c
r
o
s
s
the
room.

“T
h
at
’
s
y
our
f
i
r
s
t
m
i
s
t
ak
e
.
”

“
W
hat?”

S
he
t
i
l
t
ed
her
head.
“
Thin
k
i
n
g
I
’
m
s
h
y
and
quie
t
.
B
ut
I
’
m
w
illi
n
g
t
o
wo
r
k
on
re
c
ti
f
y
i
n
g
t
ha
t
m
i
s
conce
p
tion
.
”

F
rom
a
c
r
os
s
the
room
they
locked
e
y
e
s
w
ith
each
o
the
r
.
B
ut
when
H
ut
t
on
s
t
a
r
t
ed
drop
p
i
n
g
s
t
ic
k
y
chun
k
s
of
f
l
a
p
j
ac
k
s
f
rom
her
high
chair
on
t
o
the
f
l
oo
r
,
it
w
as
N
ick
who
s
t
ood
u
p
, s
t
a
r
t
ed
d
o
i
n
g
w
ip
e-
do
w
n
du
t
y
.
H
e
sat
H
ut
t
on
do
w
n
on
the floor
t
o
p
l
a
y
.

T
r
u
e
t
o
he
r
wor
d
a
t
t
en-thi
r
t
y
J
or
d
a
n
pu
t
H
u
t
t
o
n
do
w
n for
a
mo
r
ni
n
g
na
p
,
then
went
in
s
earch
of
N
ic
k
.
S
he
looked a
l
l
over
the
ho
u
s
e
before
f
i
na
l
l
y
d
r
if
t
i
n
g
out
s
ide
on
t
o
the u
p
s
t
ai
r
s
balco
n
y
where
she
sp
o
tt
ed
him
below
s
t
andi
n
g
near the
clif
f
s,
w
ith
h
i
s
han
d
s
in
h
i
s
pocke
t
s,
loo
k
i
n
g
thought
f
u
l
ly
out
t
o
s
ea.
I
ns
t
ead
of
shou
t
i
n
g
out
for
him
t
o
come
back in
s
ide,
she
de
c
ided
t
o
go
t
o
hi
m
.
Then
a
thought
oc
c
u
r
red
t
o he
r
.
G
r
a
b
b
i
n
g
one
of
the
b
l
anke
t
s
out
of
the
box
at
the
fo
o
t of
the
bed,
she
ran
do
w
ns
t
ai
r
s,
s
t
op
p
i
n
g
j
u
st
lo
n
g
enough
t
o
p
ick
up
the
b
a
by
moni
t
or
f
rom
i
t
s
c
radle
on
the
k
i
t
chen coun
t
e
r
.
F
or
what
she
had
in
mind,
they
would
need
t
o
be
a
b
l
e
t
o
hea
r
H
u
t
t
o
n
.

W
it
h
he
r
a
r
m
s
f
u
l
l
an
d
he
r
hea
r
t
bu
r
s
t
i
n
g
w
it
h
l
u
st
f
u
l
though
t
s
,
sh
e
ra
ce
d
pas
t
th
e
cou
r
t
y
ar
d
an
d
t
owar
d
the
cli
f
f
s
.
B
reathl
e
s
s
,
sh
e
s
nuc
k
u
p
behin
d
N
ic
k
,
drop
p
i
n
g
th
e
b
l
anke
t
a
t
h
i
s
fee
t
.
S
h
e
w
r
appe
d
he
r
a
r
m
s
aroun
d
h
i
s
w
a
i
s
t
.
“
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
aslee
p
.
”