Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (219 page)

“
H
e
t
r
ie
d
to
forc
e
a
ne
w
pan
e
o
f
g
l
a
s
s
in
t
o
th
e
f
ram
e
.
I
t
s
n
appe
d
i
n
hal
f
an
d
th
e
sha
r
p
en
d
slice
d
r
igh
t
through
h
i
s
w
r
i
s
t
.
”

The
do
c
t
or
be
g
an
t
o
clean
the
wound.
“
Y
ou
’
re
d
amn luc
k
y
.
A
mi
l
lime
t
er
the
o
t
her
w
a
y
and
y
ou
could
h
a
ve
bled
t
o
deat
h
.
”

“T
hat
’
s
wha
t
I
w
as
a
f
r
ai
d
of
.
”

“
N
o
w
,
y
ou
s
it
y
ou
r
s
elf
down
there
w
ith
that
b
a
b
y
,
J
or
d
an
,
I
’
l
l
h
a
v
e
hi
m
f
i
x
ed
up
good
as
ne
w
.
”
T
h
en
t
o
N
ic
k
, as
he
forced
the
needle
in
t
o
h
i
s
hand,
he
in
s
i
s
t
ed,
“
I
f
y
ou
’
re g
o
i
n
g
t
o
work
w
ith
g
l
a
s
s,
s
on,
y
ou
’
ve
g
o
t
t
o
remembe
r
,
g
l
a
s
s do
n
’t
f
l
e
x
.
”

W
e
akl
y
,
N
ic
k
man
a
ged
,
“
I
’
l
l
kee
p
tha
t
i
n
mind
.
”

A
n
hour
l
at
e
r
,
wh
i
le
J
or
d
an
ran
in
t
o
the
pha
r
ma
c
y
t
o
get h
i
s
pr
e
s
c
r
i
p
tion
f
il
led,
N
ick
sat
in
the
pa
s
s
e
n
ger
s
eat
of
the
S
U
V
.
H
ut
t
on
sle
p
t
peace
f
u
l
ly
in
her
car
s
eat
in
the
bac
k
.
T
h
e nap
the
y
’
d
b
o
th
e
a
gerly
anti
c
ipa
t
ed
earlier
w
as
now
ob
v
io
u
sly
n
o
t
gonna
happe
n
.
W
hen
N
ick
looked
ove
r
,
he
s
a
w
M
u
r
p
h
y
stro
l
li
n
g
up
t
o
the
d
r
ive
r
’
s
s
ide
of
the
ca
r
.

“
H
eard
a
bout
the
e
x
c
it
e
men
t
.
”

“
J
e
s
u
s,
word
tr
a
ve
l
s
fast
in
th
i
s
t
o
w
n.
I
s
there
a
n
y
thi
n
g n
o
t
on
the
g
o
ss
ip
track?”

“
L
et
’
s
face
it
N
ic
k
,
y
ou
bei
n
g
here
has
g
iven
th
i
s
t
o
w
n
mor
e
t
o
ta
l
k
a
b
ou
t
tha
n
w
e
’
v
e
ha
d
i
n
t
w
o
y
ea
r
s
.
W
e
j
u
s
t
do
n
’t
k
now
what
y
ou
’
re
gonna
do
n
e
x
t
.
”

“
Gl
ad
t
o
be
such
v
a
lu
a
ble
en
t
e
r
t
ainmen
t
.
”

“
O
h,
we
appre
c
i
at
e
i
t
.
A
nd
Doc
w
an
t
ed
me
t
o
remind
y
o
u
tha
t
,
g
l
a
s
s
do
n
’
t
f
l
e
x
,
s
on
.
”

“
H
a.
H
a
.
”

W
h
i
le
w
ai
t
i
n
g
for
N
ic
k
’
s
pr
e
s
c
r
iption,
J
or
d
an
w
a
l
k
ed do
w
n
the
a
i
sl
e
s
ca
r
r
y
i
n
g
a
baske
t
,
p
ic
k
i
n
g
up
a
few
i
t
ems
she needed.
W
hen
she
looked
up
and
s
a
w
S
i
s
s
y
bea
r
i
n
g
do
w
n on
he
r
,
she
s
wore
under
her
breat
h
.
S
he
w
a
s
n
’t
much
in
the mood
t
o
put
up
w
ith
S
i
s
s
y
’
s
mouth
t
o
d
a
y
.

“
Do
i
n
g
a little
shop
p
i
n
g
,
J
or
d
an?”

“
W
ha
t
d
o
y
o
u
care
,
S
i
s
s
y?”

S
t
il
l
p
iss
e
d
tha
t
th
e
ca
l
l
t
o
s
o
c
i
a
l
s
e
r
v
ic
e
s
had
n
’
t
s
ent
J
or
d
an
pac
k
i
n
g
,
S
is
s
y
went
in
t
o
p
l
an
B
j
u
st
becau
s
e
she could.
“
Y
ou
k
no
w
,
Sc
o
t
t
t
old
me
w
h
y
he
had
t
o
ma
r
r
y
y
ou
.
”

“
W
hat?
Sc
o
t
t
would
never
s
a
y
such
a
thi
n
g
and
e
sp
e
c
i
a
l
ly
t
o
y
ou.
W
h
y
are
y
ou
s
o
mean
and
nas
t
y
,
S
i
s
s
y?
I
s
it
j
u
st
y
our
na
t
ure
or
did
n
’t
life
work
out
the
w
a
y
y
ou
p
l
anned?”

S
is
s
y
threw
back
her
hair
and
t
oss
ed
a
box
of
condoms in
J
or
d
a
n
’
s
baske
t
.
“
Y
ou
bet
t
er
t
a
ke
th
e
s
e,
J
or
d
an.
Y
ou would
n
’t
w
ant
t
o
trap
N
ick
the
same
w
a
y
y
ou
did
Sc
o
t
t
.
F
ace i
t
,
the
whole
t
o
w
n
k
no
w
s
Sc
o
t
t
had
t
o
ma
r
r
y
the
little
tramp
f
rom
S
an
F
ranc
is
c
o
.
A
t
the
time
he
brought
y
ou
back
here we
were
n
’t
even
sure
that
b
a
by
belo
n
ged
t
o
him
.
”

“S
o
that
’
s
wha
t
y
ou
’
v
e
bee
n
t
e
l
l
i
n
g
people
,
i
s
n
’
t
it?
W
e
l
l
,
I
wondere
d
wha
t
s
t
o
r
y
y
ou
’
d
conjure
d
u
p
fo
r
y
our
o
w
n
s
p
i
t
e
f
u
l
bene
f
i
t
.
”

S
i
s
s
y
s
no
r
t
ed,
“
K
nocked
u
p
’
s
what
Sc
o
t
t
said,
that
’
s
the only
w
a
y
y
ou
would
’
ve
ever
g
o
t
a
man
l
i
ke
Sc
o
t
t
t
o
the
al
t
a
r
.
”

“
I
s
that
s
o?
Y
ou
w
an
t
ed
Sc
o
t
t
in
high
s
chool,
did
n
’t
y
ou,
S
is
s
y?
W
e
l
l,
get
over
i
t
.
”

“
W
e
went
s
t
ead
y
.
I
had
h
i
s
s
enior
r
i
n
g
.
”

“
U
n
t
i
l
h
e
aske
d
fo
r
i
t
bac
k
.
Sc
o
t
t
w
a
s
n
e
ve
r
s
e
r
io
u
s
a
b
ou
t
y
ou
.
”