Page 6 of Love At The Shore
She lifted a brow. “So no kids for you, then?”
“Me? Oh, no. No, no, no.” Just…no. “The furry kind are as close as I’m going to get to kids.”
“Great.” The expression on her face said otherwise. She was looking at him in much the same way she’d regarded Tank a few minutes ago. “Well, it was nice to meet you.”
She’d already said it was nice meeting him, but somehow it sounded even less believable the second time around.
Lucas exchanged a glance with Tank as she moved past him, heading toward the gate that led to the storage area under the stairs.
“We didn’t,” Lucas said to her back.
She turned around and propped the bin full of toys on her hip. Why did he get the feeling that her half of the duplex was currently filled with similar bins, all neatly packed and organized?
“I’m sorry?”
“We didn’t officially meet,” he said. “You never told me your name.”
“Oh, right.” She tilted her head, and her long, dark hair fell over her shoulder in glossy chestnut waves. Lucas wondered what she’d look like with beach hair, and then he wondered why he cared. “Jenna.”
“Jenna,” he echoed. “Jenna what?”
“Turner.”
He shrugged. “Well, Jenna Turner. Now we’ve met.”
“Yes, we have.” She gave him a tight smile and reached for the latch on the gate. “Bye.”
The latch didn’t budge, and she fumbled furiously with it, storm clouds gathering in her eyes again.
He bit back a smile and mimed opening the latch. “You’ve got to push down on that.”
She did as he indicated, and the gate swung open.
“Thanks.” Her porcelain face bloomed with color again and she darted through the gate, slamming the cottage door shut behind her.
Lucas couldn’t help but laugh.
Category Five.
Most definitely.
Chapter Two
Jenna was a little rattledafter her run-in with Lucas McKinnon.
Actually, she wasa lotrattled.
But that was totally normal, right? It wasn’t every day she ran into a strange man in the shower, even if said shower was located on the porch. The fact that he kept popping into her head as she unpacked boxes and got the beach house organized didn’t necessarily mean anything.
Admittedly though, she was a tad curious about him. He’d acted so weird. Did he really think all parents were frazzled, dazed caffeine addicts?
She glanced at the coffee cup in her hand and set it down on the kitchen counter with a thunk. Without glancing in a mirror, she knew she probably looked a little bleary-eyed. She’d just moved her entire household into a new place for five weeks. Of course she was exhausted.
Too exhausted to write. And that was a problem.
But all she needed was a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow the kids would be busy at summer camp, and she’d have the entire day to work. Shower Man didn’t know what he was talking about. Just because she was a mom didn’t mean she was a walking disaster. Ally and Nick were the best part of her life.
She yawned her way through the dazzling sunset, which was so spectacular that they decided to eat dinner on the picnic table on their upstairs deck. Afterward, the kids were just about as wiped out as Jenna was.
