Fearless (Crescent Cove: Viper Force Book 1) by Marlie May

Author:Marlie May [May, Marlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crescent Cove Romantic Suspense, Crescent Cove: Viper Force, Crescent Cove Maine, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Law Enforcement, Romantic Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Violence & Crime Story, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Suspenseful Fiction, Military Service, Navy Chief, Abused As Child, Overseas Abduction, Travel Photographer
Publisher: Hummingbird Press
Published: 2019-04-10T04:00:00+00:00

20

Cooper

The second floor of my father’s place awaited me.

Parked in the drive, I stared toward the two-story building. At one time, this place had offered me welcome. Love. A home. Now it only delivered backbreaking labor.

As promised, the dumpster standing in front of the one-car garage had been emptied late Friday. The black cavern inside waited to chew through the rest of my memories.

I locked the car and took the walkway toward the house where I keyed the front door, unsure why I’d bothered to lock the place up. It would’ve been easier to put an everything free sign on the front lawn, rather than bust myself hauling it all out.

Who would’ve thought that a man who left his house only to buy alcohol could’ve collected this much crap over the past twelve years?

Grabbing a box from the now-empty living room, I strode into the kitchen to finish emptying the cabinets. Any nonperishable food would go to the food pantry. Pots and pans, too, because they told me they’d distribute everything to those in need.

“Damned shit.” I dumped a drawer full of congealed spices into a box. Left over from when Mom was alive, most likely. Dumpster-fodder now.

An hour later, I’d finished up in the kitchen and was taking a breather on the front steps with a bottle of water in hand when Ginny texted, Hey. How’s it going?

Just hearing from her brought my smile out in full force. Decent. You?

Okay. I’ve unpacked all my camping stuff, and I’m catching up on my accounting. Man, I hate adding up long columns of numbers. I think my brain’s going to burst.

I wondered how her business was doing, whether she’d turned a profit yet, but wasn’t sure I should ask. That felt personal. Like we were a couple.

Hell, I considered us a couple already. But what we had was only for a few days, not the beginning of what could turn into a lifetime. I didn’t have the right to ask about every facet of her life.

Deciding to keep this casual, I texted, We still on for dinner tomorrow night?

Why had I put her off until tomorrow instead of taking advantage of every free moment I had to see her? I could’ve gone over later and begged her to let me stay the night. Instead, my lonely hotel room waited for me on the other side of town.

I can’t wait to see you, she texted. Hey, I was thinking about taking some self-defense classes. I’d ask you, but I know you’re not here for long.

I could almost feel her pause before the word long because it resonated in my soul, too. With a hefty swallow of water, I tried to shove down the lump in my throat.

I’m sure your ‘can do’ motto extends to skills like that, she texted.

My smile made my cheeks ache. There was a lot I wanted to do with Ginny the first moment I saw her. Self-defense training was a great idea, though. I’d leave a hell of a lot more comfortable knowing she was learning to defend herself.

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