Never Settle by Kate Richards

Author:Kate Richards [Richards, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kate Richards
Published: 2018-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Will stood on his porch, stretching, and trying to suppress serial yawns. Earl’s drunken brain had hatched a plan to wait for him to leave then go visit “Arabellie” and “show her what I’m made of.” Which, last night, was mostly rum, tequila, and attitude. Luckily, he was brain dead enough to share his secret plan.

Will had no one to blame but himself for encouraging the guy to get so drunk. He’d known him for years, knew he didn’t hold his alcohol well. He hadn’t realized, however, that past staggering and posturing lay belligerence. Will hung out until he passed out on his bed then tucked him in and sat on the couch for another hour to be sure he wouldn’t wake up and head over to annoy “Arabellie.”

All of which added up to a short night’s sleep. He didn’t need to be at work for a few hours, but had no intention of giving up a chance to spend time with Bella. Lifting his mug from the railing, he drained the last of the strong coffee he’d brewed to get going. Albeit a few minutes behind schedule. Today’s agenda was pretty heavy. After their run, he needed to go to the bar, which stood some distance away from the restaurant pier, and make it ready to open. Then a couple of meetings, lunch with the assistant manager, and man the bar all afternoon. They closed the bar at sunset in the slow season, leaving him free for dinner with Bella, if she’d agree. Then…then he knew what he wanted to happen, but, in the end, it was up to her.

And at some point in there, he had to explain things to Earl. About Bella and the black eye he’d likely found upon waking. The man had walked right into the edge of a door and bounced off it. It hurt even to remember.

Hibiscus Cottage stood only about fifty yards from his place, although the thick foliage between the two structures gave each privacy. Approaching along the beach, he saw her already on the beach in gray running shorts and a fitted rose-colored tank top. She’d braided her hair this morning, tight back again. If he had his way, she’d wear it loose and blowing in the breeze all the time. Not that her hair choices were his to make. Except in bed. Then he’d spread the golden strands over the pillow and rub his cheek against their softness before turning his attention to learning everything about her from head to toe.

She had the smallest, softest feet. That much he knew already. And sensitive. Although not a foot man, he’d massage her all day to see the bliss in her expression. And he could span her ankles with his thumb and forefinger. He still had to explore the upper 80 percent of her, though.

Facing away from him, she bent to stretch, and he eyed that fine ass. Whew. He hated to change the view, but didn’t want to startle her either, so he called out, “Good morning, Miss Bella.

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