Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (29 page)

The
man
had
a
vo
r
a
c
io
u
s
appe
t
i
te
.
H
e
t
ook
s
econ
d
s of
e
ve
r
y
thi
n
g
e
x
ce
p
t
the
peas.
A
nd
then
she
realized
h
e
’
d wo
r
k
ed
l
i
ke
a
dog
s
ince
get
t
i
n
g
there
that
mo
r
ni
n
g
.
Th
a
t
in
t
u
r
n
had
her
wonde
r
i
n
g
if
he
w
as
comfo
r
t
a
ble
in
the
s
t
udio apa
r
tmen
t
.
Before
she
could
a
sk
though,
she
s
a
w
N
ick
lean over
in
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
dire
c
tion,
p
u
sh
h
i
s
p
l
a
t
e
t
o
w
ard
the
b
a
b
y
, and
wh
i
sper
s
omethi
n
g
in
her
ea
r
.
“
I
do
n
’t
l
i
ke
peas
eithe
r
.
I
f
y
ou
w
ant
t
o
drop
mine
on
the
f
l
oo
r
,
be
m
y
g
u
e
s
t
.
”

H
ut
t
on shot a
g
r
in h
i
s
w
a
y
.
H
er
s
m
i
le
w
as
s
o l
i
ke Sc
o
t
t
’
s. The
b
a
by
had
h
i
s
mouth.
A
nd
he
s
a
w
her
father
in
th
os
e
blue e
y
e
s.
H
i
s
hea
r
t
san
k
.
W
h
at
w
as
he
d
o
i
n
g
here
a
n
yw
a
y
c
reati
n
g
more
problems
for
him
s
elf
?
H
e
felt
the
urge
t
o
r
un.

Obli
v
io
u
s
t
o
N
ic
k
’
s
min
ds
e
t
,
J
or
d
an
w
at
ched
the
b
y
p
l
a
y as
H
ut
t
on,
s
en
s
i
n
g
a
k
indred
s
p
i
r
i
t
,
c
l
apped
her
han
d
s
in
glee before
s
coo
p
i
n
g
up
a
hand
f
ul
of
peas
f
rom
h
i
s
p
l
a
te
.
A
t
the
s
ight
of
her
d
augh
t
er
in
t
e
r
a
c
ti
n
g
in
such
an
ea
s
y
w
a
y
w
ith
N
ic
k
,
J
or
d
an
alm
o
st
dropped
the
p
i
t
cher
of
t
ea
sh
e
’
d
p
icked up
t
o
ref
il
l
their
g
l
a
sse
s.
K
ee
p
i
n
g
her
though
t
s
t
o
he
r
s
elf,
she e
y
ed
N
ic
k
’
s
p
l
a
t
e
and
then
the
peas
in
her
d
augh
t
e
r
’
s
hand.
“S
o
w
e
are
n
’
t
fon
d
o
f
ou
r
g
ree
n
veg
g
i
e
s
,
ar
e
we?”

S
n
ap
p
in
g
ou
t
o
f
h
is
gloom
,
N
ic
k
pas
t
e
d
a
s
m
i
l
e
o
n
h
is
fac
e
fo
r
J
or
d
a
n
’
s
benefi
t.
“
M
ea
t
an
d
p
o
t
a
t
o
e
s
,
that
’
s
m
y
k
i
nd
o
f
meal
.
”

“
H
ut
t
on
s
eems
t
o
a
g
re
e
.
I
made
che
r
r
y
p
ie
for
d
es
s
e
r
t
.
I
g
u
e
s
s
y
ou
would
n
’
t
…
”

H
e
n
e
ver
let
her
f
i
n
i
s
h
.
“
L
ov
e
che
r
r
y
p
i
e
.
I
do
n
’
t
h
a
v
e
t
o eat
th
os
e
peas
or
clean
m
y
p
l
a
t
e,
do
I?”

“
S
ince
y
ou
’
re
a
g
u
e
s
t
,
I
think
I
’
l
l
let
it
slide
for
no
w
.
W
ant
ic
e
c
rea
m
w
it
h
that?”

“
Y
ou
read
m
y
mind
.
”

W
hen
dinner
w
as
ove
r
,
N
ick
of
f
ered
t
o
clean
up
the
k
i
t
chen
wh
i
le
she
g
a
ve
H
ut
t
on
a
bath
and
g
o
t
her
ready
for bed.
A
genero
u
s
of
f
er
J
or
d
an
had
no
in
t
ention
of
t
u
r
ni
n
g do
w
n.
Rel
i
shi
n
g
the
pr
o
spe
c
t
of
h
a
v
i
n
g
adult
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
ion,
J
or
d
a
n
hu
r
r
ie
d
throug
h
H
u
t
t
o
n
’
s
bat
h
.
A
f
t
er
get
t
i
n
g
the
b
a
by do
w
n
for
the
nigh
t
,
she
pra
c
tica
l
ly
floa
t
ed
in
t
o
the
k
i
t
chen
w
ith
the
idea
of
m
a
ybe
of
f
e
r
i
n
g
him
a
g
l
a
s
s
of
w
ine,
only
t
o
find
the
k
i
t
chen
sp
o
tl
es
s
but
N
ick
already
gon
e
.
Di
sa
p
p
o
in
t
ed,
she
s
t
ared
out
the
back
w
indow
of
the
k
i
t
chen a
c
r
os
s
the
cou
r
t
y
ard
at
the
light
on
in
the
apa
r
tment
over
the
g
ar
a
g
e
.
T
h
a
t
woul
d
tak
e
s
o
m
e
get
t
i
n
g
u
s
e
d
t
o
,
sh
e
though
t
, as
she
put
the
kettle
on
for
t
ea,
the
g
l
a
s
s
of
w
ine
forg
o
tt
en.
A
t dinne
r
,
sh
e
’
d
s
t
udied
h
i
s
han
d
s.
They
did
n
’t
appear
rough
or ca
l
lo
u
s
ed,
n
o
t
the
han
d
s
of
s
omeone
u
s
ed
t
o
manual
la
bo
r
.
S
he
could
n
’t
help
wonder
what
s
e
c
rets
N
ick
H
a
r
r
i
s
held.