Soldier, Handyman, Family Man by Lynne Marshall

Author:Lynne Marshall [Marshall, Lynne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-01-11T16:14:16+00:00

Chapter Six

Monday, Mark waited for Peter at the regular spot on the beach at four o’clock, but he didn’t show. He’d opted not to bring the refurbished surfboard, thinking it might come off as a bribe, and now he was glad he hadn’t. After Peter’s obvious disapproval of the kiss Sunday night, the last thing Mark wanted to do was make the kid angrier.

He waited a full twenty minutes before texting Peter. Where are you?

Nothing. Yeah, the kid was ticked off all right.

After a half hour of riding waves, Mark headed back to the beach and on to the B&B, ready to face Peter and apologize for any distress he may have caused him. But then what? Quit seeing Laurel? Not gonna happen. He’d just found her, and she’d been a great surprise. Truth was, he didn’t want to give her up because her son didn’t want his mother to have a life after Dad. Peter needed to understand that, ready or not, life kept moving forward. And his dating Laurel didn’t mean anything serious would happen. How could it when he hadn’t gotten that far in his personal plans? Their dating also didn’t mean Peter’s life as he knew it would change.

He arrived at Laurel’s as she carried two handled tote bags of groceries from the car.

“Let me help you with that,” he said, her smile brightening his mood as he took the next two totes out of the trunk, but it always did. Once inside the kitchen, he placed the bags on the island counter. “Is Peter home?”

“Wasn’t he supposed to be with you?”

“He didn’t show up for his surf lesson, and didn’t respond to my texts.”

She stopped unloading canned goods and stared at Mark, obviously stunned. In the next second she dug through her shoulder bag for her cell phone and made a call. “Peter, pick up, it’s Mom,” she said after a few seconds. “Please pick up?” She huffed, the color beginning to drain from her cheeks, and dialed again. His stomach constricted. She dropped her head back in frustration. “It went right to his messages.”

Mark stepped forward, touching her unsteady hand. “At least we know he got your call. When’s the last time you saw him?”

“This morning.” Her eyes glistened with early tears. “He was angry, wouldn’t talk to me last night, but he got up and dressed for school like he always does. Didn’t say two words to me at breakfast, though.” She sniffed and reached for a tissue on the sink counter. “I dropped him off at school before I took the girls to kindergarten. He barely acknowledged me when he got out, just made a grunt when I said I loved him.” Her lower lip quivered. “What if he’s run away?”

Mark took her into his arms, but she stiffened instead of relaxed. “Don’t jump to conclusions. Maybe he’s hanging out with his friends and wants to upset us. He’ll probably show up for dinner.”

Her brows crashed down with a disapproving expression. “I can’t wait that long! I need to know where he is now.

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