Making Waves by Lorna Seilstad

Author:Lorna Seilstad
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781441213754
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2010-06-26T22:00:00+00:00

15

The lake glimmered in the morning sun like a beaded sapphire ball gown. From her window seat in the pavilion’s restaurant, Marguerite studied the sailboats, large and small, dotting the lake, all training for the upcoming regatta. The Endeavor wasn’t among them, so she prayed that meant Trip was already on his way to the restaurant to meet her.

She tapped her fingers on the table and eyed the door for any sign of the tardy sailing instructor. Where was he? What if he didn’t show? This could be his way of getting back at her. Maybe he thought he’d give her a taste of her own medicine. Tell the fibber you’ll meet her for breakfast and let her feel what it’s like to be lied to.

“Miss, are you sure you don’t want to place an order?” the waiter asked, his white jacket buttoned smartly up to the collar.

“Thank you, but I’ll give him a few more minutes.”

“Yes, miss.” He nodded, filling her coffee cup. “I’ll be back when he arrives.”

After pouring a generous amount of cream and adding two sugars, Marguerite took a sip of the brew and glanced out over the water. The cloudless sky promised another hot day. Already the humid temperature had her blotting her upper lip. An ache formed in her chest when she thought about how much cooler it would be on the water. But there would be no sailing today.

“I’m sorry I’m late.”

She startled, jostling coffee from her cup. “Trip, you scared me!” She blotted the spill while he sat across from her. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming. You did say 9:00, right?”

“Unlike you, I prefer not to run when I’m late.” He flashed a dimpled grin. “Oh, wait, you don’t run – you step lively.”

The corners of her mouth lifted. At least he didn’t appear to still be angry with her.

“Besides, the guys and I had to make a practice run early this morning. With the regatta only two days away, we can’t miss even one.” He spoke casually, but a bitter edge seemed to find its way back into his voice.

“Like yesterday’s?” Marguerite glared. “Trip, I’ve apologized. I can’t undo what I did, but I also don’t intend to be reminded of it day and night. So if you’ll kindly tell me what you found out, I’ll be on my way.”

He touched her arm. “I’m the one who should apologize. That was uncalled for. Have you ordered?”

She shook her head and he signaled the waiter. They placed their orders, and Trip skillfully skirted around the subject at hand. He questioned her about what things she had seen and done since her arrival at the lake. Reluctantly, Marguerite admitted that her experiences so far had mostly been limited to his boat shop and the Yacht Club beside it.

Trip frowned. “But there are so many more approp – so many more things for a young lady to do.”

“You were going to say ‘appropriate’ things.” She wrinkled her nose.

“That doesn’t make them automatically distasteful.

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