Page 17 of The Holiday Puppy


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“They probably already know you’re competitive and determined,” he said dryly. “I don’t think they’d be surprised at all.”

“I’d wish you’d let me pay you, though. An hour of private lessons must be worth a lot.”

He reached over and casually took her hand as they headed away from the beach. “How about dinner instead? Around eight?”

“You’ve got it. And this time it’smytreat.”

The surfing had been an unexpected delight. Having dinner together would be wonderful.

But all she could think about on the way home was that moment in Nick’s arms, and the way his eyes had darkened with leashed emotion. His troubled expression when he looked down at her before he stepped away.

He was content here. Still grieving his beloved wife.

While she had to return home to her staid life of responsibility and try to find a new career. And try even harder to salvage her damaged son’s life.

She and Nick were shooting stars heading in opposite directions, and now she’d upended their gentle, growing friendship with that foolish and impulsive kiss.

What on earth had she done?










CHAPTER SEVEN

Lucy had figured Nickwould tactfully back out of his suggestion for dinner tonight and that he’d avoid her from now on.

Though it had been at a moment of exhilaration and joy, it had been a mistake to throw herself into his arms and cross the boundaries of casual friendship.

She’dkissedhim, no less. Like some middle-aged, desperate woman hungry for a meaningless holiday fling. And now she was part of a cast of thousands.

Well—hundreds, maybe. He undoubtedly had to fend off all sorts of bikini cuties on the beach, vying for his attention. And no wonder.

He had a grandchild coming in March. But with his tall, lean, and muscular frame and that thick black hair, he could be mistaken for far younger...unless the sun caught those random strands of silver at his temples.

But all regrets aside, she still couldn’t forget that moment in his arms. The feeling of completion that had swept through her. Maybe even of destiny.

Her phone chimed.

She cringed and almost didn’t look at it. She could already see the polite message.Sorry—I just remembered that I have other plans. For the entire duration of your stay, at least.

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