Love at High Tide by Christi Barth

Author:Christi Barth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Coop shrugged into a blue and white checked shirt. It was the only other non-tee shirt he’d brought, besides what he’d worn on the aborted date with Darcy. He’d planned to wear this one for the big party on the Fourth. But maybe putting on a collared shirt could get him a shot at making his own fireworks with Darcy tonight, instead of waiting three weeks. Casual hook-ups weren’t his thing anymore. Police work meant exhausting shifts that sometimes ran double of a normal eight-hour work day. That didn’t leave him with the energy to go out to a bar and waste half the night impressing some girl just to get in her pants for an hour.

He’d been thinking about settling down before Doug got shot. The idea fit comfortably once Coop passed his thirtieth birthday. Any one of his sisters would jump at the chance to start setting him up with the kind of woman who could take the stress of living with a police officer. After the shooting, everything went out the window except training for the Service. Sure, he’d blown off some steam a couple times. Like when a buddy from the MSP got married in Annapolis. Coop already had the hotel room, and figured it’d be a waste to not put the king-sized bed to good use with a pretty out-of-town guest. No follow-up, no commitment, nothing to veer him off course from training for his goal.

Except now the goal was gone. Slipped through his fingers, with no chance of a second shot. Picturing a different future all of a sudden didn’t appeal to him. What did appeal to him was Darcy. They could squeeze in a lot of good times before she left for Africa. Or if she did. He’d have to pin down the details on that tonight. That was a goal he could deliver.

Banging on the front door popped Coop halfway out of his bedroom. Across the hall, Brad threw their wet towels into the dryer. “Is some other random family member here to surprise us?” Coop demanded of Brad. They didn’t know their neighbors. And the way his family had been hovering over him lately, he wouldn’t put it past them to drive three hours for a pop-in.

“Dude, if it’s a surprise, how the hell would I know?”

Annoyance poked at him like the nips from an untrained puppy. If one of his sisters, or God forbid, his mother had come down here to check on him and fuss, he’d lose it. “It can’t be the girls. They’re an hour early.”

“Not like you need a crystal ball to find out. Go answer the fricking door.”

Coop didn’t bother to put on his sandals. Barefoot and only half-buttoned, he hurried through the living room. Swear to God, he’d let whoever it was spend the night, but then pack her well-meaning butt into a car first thing tomorrow morning. He’d put money on it being his mother. She treated him like he’d lost all use of his legs instead of just one of the most demanding and dangerous jobs in the country.

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