Never Too Hot: A Novel by Bella Andre

Author:Bella Andre [Andre, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-553-90772-8
Publisher: A Dell Book
Published: 2010-12-07T05:00:00+00:00

She’d fallen asleep in his arms, utterly content to listen to his heart beat beneath her ear as her eyes closed and she let exhaustion take her. Now she woke up alone in the bed as the sun was setting to the sound of the phone ringing again, alone in the bed again.

In the end she spent a good hour fielding phone calls from not only Connor’s brother, but a dozen of his friends on his hotshot crew. So many people who cared about him. So many people who wanted to be there for him.

For every call she picked up, another voice mail came in. His mother sounded like she’d been crying and Ginger was selfishly glad that call hadn’t come through. She wouldn’t have known what to say. Just when she thought the lull in calls might mean that the rush was over, the phone rang one more time.

“Hi, I’m sorry to bother you again. This is Connor’s father. Is he there?”

She thought about everything Connor had told her about his father, flashing next to the letters Isabel had written him and the way she’d reacted to seeing the faded pages again on the bar stool in the diner. Ginger hadn’t even met the man, and yet, strangely, she felt that she knew him so well already.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. MacKenzie. He’s out, but I promise to let him know the minute he walks in that you called.”

“Please,” Connor’s father said, “just tell him I’m coming. I’m taking the red-eye out of San Francisco.”

He abruptly hung up and she held on to the phone for several moments before realizing she was staring blankly out at the sun setting over the lake through the kitchen window, the receiver still in her hand. How, she wondered, was Connor going to react to his father’s arrival?

No question, Isabel was going to freak. Instead of three weeks to prepare she’d have eight hours.

Ginger called the diner, but when no one picked up she knew they must be running like crazy tonight.

She was about to leave a message telling her friend to call. Tonight. Whenever. But just as she was about to hang up, she decided, no, it wasn’t fair not to just spit it out.

“Andrew’s coming, Isabel. He’s taking the red-eye out tonight. I figured you’d want to know.”

She left the same message on Isabel’s home phone, and then, as she hung up the phone for what felt like the millionth time, she saw a flash of light out on the beach in front of the house.

Someone was out there with a flashlight. Looking out the window, she recognized the dark figure as Connor, but couldn’t figure out what he was dragging behind him. A hose, she quickly guessed, although she couldn’t figure out why.

A couple of minutes later when she got down to the sand she had to speak loudly to be heard over the sound of water spraying out of the hose.

“Connor? Why are you hosing down the boat?

“They’re shooting the fireworks off tonight.

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