Second Chance with the Playboy by Charlotte McFall

Author:Charlotte McFall [McFall, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, contemporary, second chances, medical
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Marcus replied as he climbed into Annabel’s car. He had a sudden urge to build a sand castle. How good would that be? With his ribs the way they were, he wasn’t sure, and he had no tools. He planned on acting like a big kid and taking Annabel along for the ride.

It had been so long since he had played in the sand. The last time had been with Emily. She would have loved Annabel, and he got the feeling that Annabel had wanted children but for some reason had never had them. For the short time he had been in hospital, Marcus realized that he could no longer live in the past. Life was precious, and he had wasted enough time wishing he could change something that could never be changed. No amount of what-if’s would bring his darling daughter back. She would be forever ingrained in his heart and mind.

He looked over at Anna and saw her filling her pockets with pebbles and shells. He saw it as an excuse to act like a child and get away with it.

“What are you doing, Anna?”

“I’m collecting pebbles and shells. I am going to decorate an old box I found in a charity shop. Upcycling relaxes me.”

He loved the childish smile on her face; this was more like the old Annabel. He was sure she was a Peter Pan-style girl. Why had she hidden her true self away? Come on, Marcus, that is exactly what you have been doing for a year. Then he had an idea, and there was no way Annabel could beat him. “Hey, Anna, how about a sand-castle-building competition before we eat?”

He waited for a response as she mulled over his proposition.

“I can see this costing me something.”

“Oh, you know me too well.” He chuckled. “Whoever loses buys the lattes. Deal?”

“That’s a lot less than what I was expecting.”

Marcus loved that they were getting along so well. A wave of guilt washed over him. He still hadn’t told her about Emily or Josie. Not that Josie mattered. After all, he had only been married a few months before she left him.

“Marcus, are you okay?”

“Er, yeah. I’m good.” Had Anna noticed? Would she question him further? Marcus needed a change of topic. He couldn’t tell her, not yet. He didn’t want to ruin the day he was having by talking about sad things.

“I will just go and buy the buckets and spades.” Marcus wandered over to a stall on the promenade that had all sorts of different-sized buckets, some shaped as castles, while others were plain. Considering his options for a few moments, he decided to get two different-shaped ones. The colors didn’t matter. As soon as they had done, he would give them to some child to use. Once he had beaten his Anna. He debated on telling her he had won a sand-castle-building competition in his youth. That’s a laugh. You and Emily won it. Marcus liked being sneaky, and his underhanded tactics were working.

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