Quintal's Quandary by Nadine Christian

Author:Nadine Christian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 9781629291314, Nadine Christian, series, Pitcairn, Pitcairn Island, Bounty, Bountys Retreat, romance, Nadine Christian, love, Kate, Celia, Bryce, Island, Tropical, Island, Love, Romance, Mutineer, Bounty Mutineer, writers on Pitcairn, romantic fiction, Pitkern language, Adamstown, HMAV Bounty
Publisher: Damnation Books LLC
Published: 2014-07-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

She was unbelievably nervous. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach, and the only way to calm them was to pace. So, Jen did—until it felt as though she’d walked to New Zealand and back. It was Felix’s fault, she told herself. This whole date thing was crazy. She stopped by the window, lifted a net curtain to glance for the hundredth time down the driveway, and chewed on her bottom lip.

It was the unknown that rattled her. Felix had been horribly vague when she’d told him she was available today, only telling her to get ready for a two-part adventure. Adventure? It didn’t feel like an adventure. It felt like pure torture.

I’m the one who organizes things, she grumbled to herself. I’m the one who arranges fun things for everybody. The prospect of being the person on the receiving end of things made her half-crazy with both anticipation and dread. The fact that the only two things that Felix would tell her were horribly conflicting and confusing. She had to take something to swim in and a good pair of shoes. Were they hiking? Were they swimming? Should she dress for climbing or a day of lying in the sun? Hence the sentry position at the window. Whatever he was wearing was going to be a big clue.

She looked down at her knee-length khaki pants and simple T-shirt. A pair of sneakers on her feet and a bikini under her clothes completed the outfit. She thought maybe she was prepared for anything, but Jen bit her lip, and her toes tapped with nerves. For a moment, she wondered why she was so at odds with herself, and then she stilled with shock.

I’m pissed at not being in control. Not being the one to organize. She mentally face palmed herself. Idiot. Why can’t I just go with the flow? Enjoy the day, instead of worrying about it?

But…she wondered, is it the day I’m worried about? Or the person I’ll be spending it with?

Felix’s bike turned into the driveway, and Jen’s breath caught in her throat. The already hot morning sun made his dark hair seem almost jet black, his face serene, and a smile made his lips turn up at the corners. She quickly dropped the curtain and pressed her back against the wall, heart jumping in her chest. Mouth suddenly dry, she swallowed hard. What she’d chosen to wear seemed unimportant, where Felix had planned to take her irrelevant.

As she peeked through a slit in the curtains, she chewed on her bottom lip. As Felix slipped off the bike and approached the house, Jen had only one panicked thought rushing around her mind like a bottle of captured bees.

How am I going to deal with this sudden, heart-stopping nervousness around Felix?

* * * *

The quad bike puttered along the rutted roads on the western side of the island. Hitting a particularly deep pothole, Jen clutched on tighter to Felix and grimaced. She’d narrowly missed biting off her tongue, her teeth having snapped together so hard.

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