When Summer Ends: A Single Mom Beach Romance by Mj Hendrix

Author:Mj Hendrix [Hendrix, Mj]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mj Hendrix Publishing Ltd. Co
Published: 2023-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

I pull up to Kiki Beach with Alani on the back of my bike. She’s holding on tightly to my abdomen, but as soon as we get to the parking lot, she hops off. She tugs the helmet off of her head. I pull out the kickstand and step down. She hands the helmet to me.

“I need to check on my cart. Sometimes, water gets in it when it rains.”

I nod. “Okay.”

She looks around the deserted parking lot. No one is here right now, considering it’s probably about to storm again soon. There’s a brief break in the rain right now, but the sky is still dark and overcast, threatening more.

She turns around to walk toward her Coffee Cart. I debate on following her, but I should probably check the marg truck since this is the first rain and it could have a leak as well.

The sand is thick with the rain that poured on it for hours. The sound of the waves is loud as they crash against the shore.

As I reach my truck, my phone rings. I unlock the door and open it as I swipe to answer the call from an unsaved number.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Reed, it’s Loreta. Can you please meet us at the hospital? Your grandfather fell down the stairs.”

My body freezes in place.

“Mr. Reed? Are you there?”

“Yes … I’m here. Which hospital?”

My hands shake as I reach for my white T-shirt that I left here last night. I back out of the truck, locking the door.

“King’s Medical Center. He’s back there with the doctors, but I can’t get in because I’m not family. He rode in the ambulance. I followed in my car.” Her voice is shaky, and she sounds distraught.

Loreta has worked for my grandfather for as long as I can remember.

“I’m coming. I’ll be there soon. I’m at Kiki Beach. I don’t know how far it is.”

“It’s twenty minutes from there, if there is no traffic.”

“Okay, I’ll call you when I get there.”

I hang up the phone before jogging over to Alani’s cart. The back gate is open.

“Alani, I have to go.” I pull the shirt over my head as I speak.

She looks up from her phone. “Okay … bye.”

For a split second, I debate on telling her what’s happening, but what would be the point? She wants this to be casual, no friendship, nothing but physical contact in private.

Sharing personal life emergencies isn’t a part of the deal.

“You have your car keys?”

She nods.

I turn around, jogging back to my motorcycle. I pull up the navigation, connecting it to my Bluetooth headset in the helmet. I put it on before speeding off toward King’s Medical Center.

Once I get there in record time due to dangerously fast driving, I find parking as close as I can to the emergency room. I jog up to the front desk.

“I’m looking for my grandfather, Chester Waldon. He was brought by ambulance.”

The front desk woman nods, typing his name into the computer. “He’s on the third floor, room 304. Elevator is through this hallway, down on the right.

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