Read Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) Online
Authors: Vickie McKeehan
K
ent
de
c
ided
t
o
move
on
t
o
p
l
an
B
.
A
s
N
ick
showered,
th
e
though
t
ke
p
t
ro
l
ling
over
in h
i
s
head
and
n
o
mat
t
e
r
how
hard
he
t
r
ied
to
i
g
nore
i
t
,
he
could
n
’
t
.
H
e
’
d
s
een
it
in
J
or
da
n
’
s
ey
e
s
when h
e
’
d
brought
th
e
f
l
owe
r
s. The be
g
innin
g
s
of dependence,
need
,
s
omethin
g
.
W
h
a
t
e
ver
it
w
a
s,
it
s
cared
th
e
c
r
a
p
out
of
hi
m
.
H
e
did
n
’t
w
an
t
he
r
feeling
reli
an
t
o
n
him
in
s
p
ite
of
he
r
s
itu
a
tio
n
.
W
he
n
h
e
w
a
s
fi
n
i
she
d
here
,
whe
n
h
e
’
d
f
ulf
il
le
d
what
e
ver
prom
is
e
h
e
neede
d
to
f
i
l
l,
h
i
s
life
w
a
s
bac
k
i
n
L
.A
.
Af
t
e
r
h
e
cam
e
clean
,
if
h
e
de
c
ide
d
to
hea
d
s
omep
la
c
e
e
l
s
e
o
the
r
tha
n
L
.A
.
,
i
t
ce
r
tainly
would
n
’t
b
e
P
e
lican
P
o
in
te.
H
e w
as
n
’t
s
t
a
y
i
ng
i
n
th
i
s
c
r
app
y
littl
e
t
o
w
n
a
n
y
lo
n
ge
r
tha
n
he
a
bs
o
lu
tely
ha
d
t
o
.
I
t
w
a
s
ti
m
e
to
mak
e
tha
t
clea
r
to
he
r
the
onl
y
w
a
y
h
e
k
ne
w
ho
w
.
J
or
d
an
climbed
the
s
t
ai
r
s
up
t
o
the
g
ar
a
ge
apa
r
tment car
r
y
i
n
g
a
s
t
ack
of
clean
t
owels
and
N
ic
k
’
s
l
aundered
shi
r
ts.
W
hen
she
reached
the
l
andi
n
g
,
the
door
t
o
the
s
t
udio
s
t
ood open
and
w
ithout
a
second
though
t
,
she
s
t
epped
inside
and came
t
o a
halt the minu
t
e she s
a
w
N
ic
k
.
H
e s
t
ood
w
ith his back
t
o
the
doo
r
,
wea
r
i
n
g
n
o
thi
n
g
but
his
jeans.
T
h
e
man
had
ob
v
io
u
sly
j
u
st
ta
ken
a
showe
r
.
H
is
b
l
ack
hair
glis
t
ened.
S
hi
r
tless,
she
got
a
good
look
at
his
m
u
scled
back
as
the
s
k
in shone
st
il
l
slick
in
p
l
ac
e
s.
The
r
e
st
of
him
w
as
j
u
st
as
lean
and we
l
l-bu
i
l
t
. The
w
a
y
sh
e
g
a
wked
,
a
ny
o
n
e
woul
d
h
a
v
e
thought
sh
e
’
d
never
seen
a
man
w
ithout
h
i
s
shi
r
t
befor
e
.
S
he
m
u
s
t
h
a
v
e
mad
e
a
n
o
ise
beca
u
se
h
e
t
u
r
n
ed
.
H
is movement
sha
r
p
and
quic
k
,
he
reached
t
o
get
his
shi
r
t
.
B
ut n
o
t
before
J
or
d
an
s
a
w
the
ugl
y
,
red
sca
r
s
that
streaked
a
c
ro
s
s
h
is
ch
e
s
t
an
d
do
w
n
h
is
s
t
omac
h
.
S
t
a
r
i
n
g
a
t
th
e
d
a
m
a
ge
,
she
sucked
in
a
breat
h
.
N
ic
k
’
s
head
whipped
in
her
directio
n
. Their
e
y
es
me
t
.
A
s
he
slipped
in
t
o
the
shi
r
t
,
he
con
t
inued
t
o
s
t
are
and
so
did
sh
e
.
F
ina
l
l
y
,
J
or
d
an
found
her
voic
e
.
“
I...I brought
y
our
l
aund
r
y
.
I
did
n
’t
mean
t
o
..
.
the
door
w
as
ope
n
.
”
“
Y
ou
s
t
a
r
tled
m
e
.
I
left
the
door
open
beca
u
se
it
ge
t
s
h
o
t in
her
e
.
The
AC
do
es
n
’t
wor
k
.
”