Fireman Dad by Betsy St. Amant

Author:Betsy St. Amant [Amant, Betsy St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 0373876882
Amazon: B0055PQQBW
Goodreads: 11465316
Publisher: Love Inspired
Published: 2011-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Jacob would say he couldn’t eat or sleep, but he had, and did. He just didn’t want to—because thoughts of Marissa on a full stomach sent him reaching for the antacids, and every time he laid down, he dreamed of her smile. To say he had it bad, as Liz would put it, was somewhat of an understatement. The more he tried to push Marissa out of his mind and heart, the more she burrowed in.

He rolled the push mower he used for maintaining smaller yards into the trailer, then slammed the minigate shut with a loud clank of metal. The hot noon sun burned his forearms and warmed the top of his baseball cap as he made his way to the truck cab, glad his employee had called in sick. Jacob could use the time alone to work and think.

And pray.

God, this is crazy. Are these thoughts from You? Am I supposed to be feeling this way about Marissa? It figured the one woman who finally managed to win him over was the one woman who needed to remain offlimits. The image of the chief, dripping wet while Jacob held the telltale water hose in his hand, danced in his vision and he squeezed his eyes shut. Way off-limits. Jacob had real feelings for Marissa, unlike the jerk that Chief had shipped off to Baton Rouge, but in the chief’s mind, they were all the same. And now knowing how strained Marissa’s relationship was with her father, the chief’s overprotective streak made sense. It was a matter of control. And with Marissa, the chief clearly had very little.

He started the truck and welcomed the blast of air-conditioning that cooled his neck. He leaned against the seat with a sigh, gripping the steering wheel with both hands and staring unseeing at the driveway in front of him. It’d been two days since dinner at his brother’s house, and Jacob kicked himself every night for not telling Marissa what had been on the tip of his tongue before he started playing with the kids. I wish … was all he’d gotten out, and probably that was already too much. What did he wish? He wished he could sweep Marissa off her feet, treat her the way the princess inside her deserved to be treated. Wished he could pursue her without fear of offending the chief and losing his job, and therefore letting down his brother. Wished he could have Marissa’s blessing to not only get to know her better, but Owen, too.

Wished she was over her late husband and ready to pursue love again.

Jacob shifted the truck into Drive. His wishes were irrelevant, because reality was reality. As much as Marissa deserved to be a princess, he wasn’t cut out to be her shining knight. If it was meant to be, the path would be easier.

Says who? his conscience fairly barked at him as Jacob flipped on his blinker to turn left at the stop sign. What if that wasn’t

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