Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (230 page)

“
W
h
y
would
I
wo
r
r
y
when
y
ou
’
re
here
t
o
pro
t
e
c
t
us, our
k
night
in
shini
n
g
a
r
mor?”

“
I
ha
t
e
t
o
t
ell
y
o
u
J
or
d
a
n
bu
t
tha
t
a
r
mo
r
’
s
a
little
t
arn
i
shed
.
”

“
N
o
t
t
o
me
it
i
s
n
’t
.
”

H
e
looked
in
t
o
her
e
y
e
s
then,
s
a
w
h
i
s
o
w
n
s
oul.
H
e
t
ouched
h
i
s
li
p
s
t
o
he
r
s.
The
k
is
s
s
t
a
r
t
ed
out
slo
w
,
but
s
oon
bu
i
lt
t
o
red-h
o
t
lo
n
g
i
n
g
.
J
u
st
as
s
t
i
r
red,
J
or
d
an
ran her
fi
n
ge
r
s
through
h
i
s
hai
r
,
d
o
i
n
g
e
ve
r
ythi
n
g
she
could
t
o make sure
he
k
new how
she
fel
t
.
Before the
mo
r
ni
n
g
w
a
s ove
r
,
she
w
an
t
ed
him
t
o
k
now
th
i
s
w
a
s
what
she
w
an
t
ed,
he
w
as
what
she
w
an
t
ed.

Thin
k
i
n
g
she
w
as
wor
r
ied
a
bout
getti
n
g
the
p
l
ace
ready
t
o
open
on
time,
N
ick
misread
her
in
t
ent.
“
I
t’ll
be
o
k
a
y
J
or
d
an.
W
e
still
h
a
ve
alm
o
st
t
wo
wee
k
s.
I
’ll
work
round
the
cloc
k
i
f
I
h
a
v
e
t
o
.
”

“
N
o
y
ou
wo
n
’
t
.
Th
er
e
’
s
n
o
nee
d
fo
r
tha
t.
Y
o
u
h
a
v
e
one
good
hand.
I
do
n
’t
w
ant
y
ou
openi
n
g
up
th
os
e
sti
t
ches.
W
e
’
re as
ready
as
w
e
’
re
goi
n
g
t
o
get.
A
nd
if
we
are
n
’
t
,
it
does
n
’t
mat
t
e
r
.
Y
ou
’
v
e
don
e
a
ll
y
o
u
ca
n.
I
w
an
t
y
o
u
t
o
k
n
o
w
,
I
’
m g
l
ad
y
ou
came
t
o
P
elican
P
oin
te
.
I
w
ant
y
ou
t
o
k
now
how happy
y
ou’ve
made
me
the
s
e
past
months.
I
n
fa
c
t
,
becau
s
e
of
y
ou
I
’ve
been
happier
the
s
e
past
months,
more
s
o
than
I
’ve ever
been
in
this
hou
s
e
.
Y
ou
brought
me
back
t
o
life,
N
ic
k
. Remember
that
when
y
ou
’
re
pra
c
tici
n
g
that
s
t
ubborn,
sul
k
y mood
of
y
ou
r
s
.
”

“
Y
ou humble me
J
or
d
an. I do
n
’t de
s
e
r
ve
y
ou
.
”

“
I
’
m
s
or
r
y
y
o
u
fee
l
tha
t
w
a
y
,
N
ic
k
.
Beca
u
s
e
H
u
t
t
o
n
and
I
defini
t
ely
k
now
we
de
s
e
r
ve
y
ou
.
”

A
t
that
moment
Lilly
appeared
in
the
doo
r
w
a
y
of
the
k
i
t
chen.
S
he
s
t
ood
there
anxiously
holdi
n
g
J
oey
on
her
hip while
K
yra
held
on
t
o
her
mothe
r
’
s
s
k
i
r
t.
Self
-
cons
c
ious
at the
int
r
u
s
ion,
Lilly
cleared
her
throa
t
,
hopi
n
g
t
o
get
s
om
e
one
t
o
look
her
w
a
y
.
“So
r
r
y
t
o
in
t
er
r
upt.
I
s
t
ood
out
there on
the
front
porch
and
k
nocked
for
five
minu
t
es
but
no
one
an
s
wered
.
I
s
e
ve
r
y
thi
n
g
a
ll
r
i
gh
t
ou
t
here?”

J
or
d
an
t
u
gged
out
of
her
infa
t
uation-
w
ith-
N
ic
k
-tranc
e
.
S
he
had
a
bu
s
iness
t
o
r
un
and
no
more
time
t
o
spend
stro
k
i
n
g
N
ic
k
’
s
fr
a
g
ile
eg
o
.
I
f
he
did
n
’t
k
now
how
she
fel
t
,
she
did
n
’
t
h
a
v
e
ti
m
e
t
o
d
r
a
w
hi
m
a
ma
p
.