Passion's Child (Texas: Children of Destiny, #1) by Ann Major

Author:Ann Major
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Major Press LLC
Published: 2016-01-11T05:00:00+00:00

Seven

The glass doors to the swimming pool stood open when Amy came downstairs three days later. She knew what those open doors meant, and a painful pulse beat low in her stomach.

Triple and his father were already up, practicing sailing techniques with the remote-control, miniature sailboat Nick had given Triple.

Dear Lord! How was it possible that Nick had fit into her life so easily and smoothly? Like Triple, Nick had boundless energy, and he’d made himself incredibly useful. If he wasn’t playing chess with Sam or nursing Apolonia, or singing those raucous tuneless songs of his while he cooked in the kitchen, Nick was entertaining Triple by the hour. Only Lorrie was upset by Nick’s presence, so upset she’d packed a bag and gone to stay with a friend until he left. Not that her defection seemed to bother Nick or anyone else, except Amy.

Nick was too busy teaching his son sailing theory and chess, helping him learn to read, and helping him care for his pets. Last night, after Triple’s discovery that Geronimo had slithered out of his poorly constructed cage, Nick had shown Triple how to make the necessary repairs to the screened box, just in case they found the snake.

Father and son were inseparable, and it bothered Amy that Triple had become so emotionally dependent on his father so quickly. It was going to break Triple’s heart when Nick had to go.

Though she knew she should grab a cup of coffee and hit the freeways before rush hour, Amy was too curious to pass the doors without peeping inside. She stopped, edging cautiously toward the shadowed doorway so they wouldn’t notice her.

Near the diving board Nick had positioned a huge fan to simulate wind. He could roll the fan to different spots whenever he desired a new wind direction. Every day father and son practiced for hours with the boat.

Inside the glassed-in room, the air was warm and dense with humidity and the scent of chlorine. Sunlight glittered on the dancing water of the pool.

Triple was reclining in a chaise lounge, his head propped against a mound of plump red pillows, the little boat’s remote-control device clutched tightly in one fist. Nick’s giant golden form was crouched beside him, and Nick was whispering instructions and helpful comments. As always Amy marveled that such an impatient man could be so patient with a child.

Triple was listening to his father with such rapt attention that he wasn’t watching the sailboat. Suddenly the sailboat hit a gust from the fan and lurched saucily, its sails dipping into the water, and its bow ramming the side of the pool at maximum speed. Triple gave a yelp of rage that was so loud it shook the glass walls. Then he jumped up, raced to the edge, and yanked the boat that had been drifting helplessly on its side out of the glimmering waters and examined the damage.

“Dumb boat! What did it do that for?” he bellowed.

For a minute Amy thought he would throw it.

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