Chapters (30)
- Table of Contents
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Who's Who on Gansett Island
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Epilogue
- Waiting for Love Contest
- Gansett Island FAQ
- Treading Water
- Other Books By Marie Force
- About the Author
- Reviews
“No problem. Sorry if I was a little heavy-handed about it.”
“That’s okay. But really, Adam, six kids? Are you out of your freaking mind?”
“Is that the best you’ve got?”
She bit back a smile. “You’re out of your fucking mind. Clearly.”
“There it is!” he said, ridiculously proud of her. “I didn’t mean to presume that I know you so well. I know you well enough, if that makes sense. You just broke up with the man you once planned to marry. I can’t see you jumping into bed with someone else the same day you left Cal.”
“And yet here we are,” she said with a smile that drew one from him, too.
“You know what I mean.”
“Yes, I do, and you’re right. As much as I want to be that kind of girl, I need to take at least a day or two to recover from what happened with Cal before I start shopping for his replacement.”
The idea of her shopping for Cal’s replacement disturbed Adam for reasons he didn’t dare explore further. “What do you think you’ve been missing out on? What’s been so wrong that you want to become someone else entirely? There’s nothing wrong with who you are now.”
“That’s very sweet of you to say, but there’s lots of stuff wrong with me. I can’t keep making the same mistakes over and over and not try to learn something from them. You know?”
Adam’s heart beat fast as it dawned on him that she was still holding his hand, and he rather liked the way her soft hand felt wrapped around his. Neither of them seemed inclined to break the connection. He licked lips that had suddenly gone dry. “And you think jumping into bed with guys you don’t know will fix whatever’s wrong?”
“Maybe not, but at least I’ll have some fun while trying to figure out what’s next.”
“You never said what it is you think you’ve been missing out on.”
“I can’t tell you that. It’s too personal.”
“Maybe if you told someone and you talked it out a bit, you wouldn’t feel so determined to do something crazy and out of character.”
She surprised him when she jerked her hand free and sat up. “What is so wrong with going a little crazy? While you were off being crazy in the big city, I was playing house with your brother, who was so fixated on his precious career that he barely gave me a thought. While you were off sleeping with every woman in New York City, I was rebuilding my life and falling in love again with a man who I thought was all about me until I realized he’s actually all about someone else! And you want to know what I’ve been missing out on?”