Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (169 page)

H
e
s
m
i
led
in
t
o
her
w
a
r
m
bro
w
n
e
y
e
s.
“
Th
er
e
i
s
tha
t
.
”

The
brandy
lo
o
s
ened
up
her
t
o
n
g
u
e
.
“
L
oo
k
,
Sc
o
t
t
’
s
gon
e
.
H
e
i
s
n
’t
comi
n
g
bac
k
.
I
’
ve
g
iven
s
ome
thought
a
bout
what
y
o
u
sai
d
tha
t
nigh
t
a
t
th
e
cov
e
.
Sc
o
t
t
ha
d
th
i
s
memo
r
y
f
rom
ch
i
l
d
hood
a
bout
th
i
s
little
t
o
w
n
that
he
loved
s
o
much,
but that
little
p
l
ace
do
e
s
n
’t
ex
i
s
t
.
The
people
here
s
imply
do
n
’t live
up
t
o
the
im
a
ge
Sc
o
t
t
pain
t
ed.
H
e
went
on
and
on
a
bout
th
e
s
e
peopl
e
.
O
t
he
r
tha
n
M
u
r
p
h
y
h
a
v
e
y
o
u
me
t
a
n
y
o
n
e
here
who’s nice?
Ha
ve
y
ou met a
n
y
one here who
’
s wo
r
th
k
nowi
n
g?
A
nd
L
il
ly
do
e
s
n
’t
coun
t
.
I
mean
she
coun
t
s.
Y
ou
k
now what
I
mean,
she
and
Sc
o
t
t
did
n
’t
e
ven
k
now
each
o
the
r
. Th
es
e
people
treat
L
il
ly
j
u
st
as
ba
d
ly
as
they
do
m
e
.
L
ook
at
S
is
s
y
.
W
h
at
p
os
s
ible
rea
s
on
could
S
is
s
y
h
a
ve
for
be
g
r
ud
g
i
n
g L
il
ly
a
little
ex
tra
money?”
J
or
d
an
pa
u
s
ed,
s
t
a
r
i
n
g
in
t
o
the gold
liquid
in
her
g
l
a
s
s
before
addi
n
g
,
“
I
think
it
w
as
S
i
s
s
y
wh
o
mad
e
th
e
ca
l
l
.
”
W
it
h
tha
t
bad
t
as
t
e
in
her
mouth,
she drained
her
g
l
a
s
s.

H
e
though
t
a
b
ou
t
tha
t
an
d
remembered
the
s
cene
at
the fai
r
.
“
F
i
g
ur
e
s.
S
h
e
’
d
do
it
j
u
st
for
s
p
i
t
e
t
o
s
t
ir
thi
n
g
s
u
p
,
p
a
y
y
ou
back
for
get
t
i
n
g
L
il
ly
the
bo
o
th
.
”

S
he
poured
he
r
s
elf
an
o
ther
brandy
and
drank
it
do
w
n.
“
E
xa
c
tl
y
.
S
h
e
’
s
the
only
one
w
ith
a
real
g
r
udge
ag
ainst
m
e
.
”
H
er
wor
d
s
s
t
a
r
t
ed
t
o
slu
r
.

Before
she
k
new
what
w
as
happeni
n
g
,
N
ick
dr
ag
ged
her do
w
n
on
t
o
the
s
ofa
w
ith
him
and
in
t
o
h
i
s
ch
e
s
t
.
H
er
head be
g
an
t
o
s
p
i
n
.
S
he
let
it
fa
l
l
t
o
h
i
s
shoulde
r
.
S
he
felt
him stroke
her
hai
r
.
The
w
a
r
mth
of
the
fire
and
the
brandy
be
g
an
t
o
s
ettle
her
ne
r
v
e
s.
Or
w
as
it
N
ic
k
,
h
a
v
i
n
g
him
here?
S
he re
l
a
x
ed
in
t
o
h
i
s
bod
y
.
H
i
s
shi
r
t
felt
wo
r
n
and
s
mo
o
th
and
s
me
l
led
a
little
l
i
ke
the
ocean,
or
m
a
ybe
f
i
s
h
.
S
he
cl
o
s
ed
her e
y
e
s
r
e
veli
n
g
in
the
in
t
ima
c
y
of
th
i
s
momen
t
.

H
e
t
u
r
ned
her
mouth
up
t
o
meet
h
i
s.
I
t
t
as
t
ed
h
o
t
f
rom the
w
a
r
mth
of
the
brand
y
.
W
hen
she
licked
at
h
i
s
li
p
s,
he
l
o
st what
little
control
he
had
and
deepened
the
k
is
s.