E-Book, Englisch, 400 Seiten
Reihe: Summer Lake
Andre The Best Is Yet To Come: New York Sullivans spinoff (Summer Lake 1)
1. Auflage 2018
ISBN: 978-1-945253-58-4
Verlag: Oak Press, LLC
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 6 - ePub Watermark
E-Book, Englisch, 400 Seiten
Reihe: Summer Lake
ISBN: 978-1-945253-58-4
Verlag: Oak Press, LLC
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 6 - ePub Watermark
Bella Andre's New York Times and USA Today bestselling novels have been #1 bestsellers around the world and she has sold more than 7 million books so far! Known for 'sensual, empowered stories enveloped in heady romance' (Publishers Weekly), her books have been Cosmopolitan Magazine 'Red Hot Reads' twice and have been translated into ten languages. She also writes sweet contemporary romances as Lucy Kevin. There are more than 50,000 5 star reviews for Bella Andre's books on Goodreads!
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CHAPTER TWO
Calvin Vaughn heard the phone ringing on his way out of his office at city hall, but he didn’t want to be late to pick up his ten-year-old sister, Jordan, from school. His sister was the most important person in his life. The people of Summer Lake who had rallied around him when he needed them most came next. Everything else could sit on the back burner, if necessary.
Before jumping into his truck, he made sure the canoe, paddles, and fishing poles were secure. It was time for their first fall fishing trip.
Jordan swore she hated fishing, that she’d rather be doing anything else. Calvin smiled, thinking that her complaints didn’t change the fact that she was one hell of a fisherwoman. A picture of her holding the sixty-pound pickerel she had caught last winter sat on their mantel at home.
Pulling up outside the elementary school, he saw his sister talking animatedly with her best friend, Kayla. Her friend’s mother, Betsy, smiled at him as he approached the girls.
“Calvin,” Jordan said, “can I sleep over at Kayla’s house tonight?”
“It’s a school night. Besides, we’re going fishing.”
“But Kayla’s my partner in natural science, and we were going to work on our wildlife project together. It will be so much easier to do it at her house. And Kayla’s mom was going to feed me too. I can easily get there in time for dinner after fishing.”
Betsy gave him an apologetic smile. “I’m the one who planted the idea in their heads. Would it make things better if I fed you dinner too?”
He and Betsy had so much in common. She was a single mother, and he had been a full-time parent to his sister since she was a month old. Plus, Betsy was an attractive blonde, always smiling, always happy to have Jordan over for the night if he needed help. But no matter how much he wanted Betsy to be his type, she wasn’t.
“Thanks for the offer, but I’ll have to take a rain check on dinner.” He didn’t want to give her false hope. She was too nice to get tangled up with a guy who didn’t have anything to offer her.
“But I can go to Kayla’s tonight, right, Calvin?”
On the verge of saying no, he looked down at his sister’s hopeful eyes and saw himself for the sucker he was. “Fine. But you’re not ditching out on fishing with me first.” He looked between the girls, who were positively gleeful about their new plans. “And you both have to promise to go to sleep at a reasonable hour.”
Jordan and Kayla both nodded and said, “Of course we will,” at the same time. But he had been raising Jordan for long enough to know better.
“I’ll drop Jordan off in a couple of hours if that’s all right, Betsy.”
He could tell she was smiling through her disappointment as she said, “Great. And if you change your mind about dinner, there will be plenty.”
Feeling like an idiot for not wanting something any other sane guy would have leaped at, he said, “Good day at school?” as he and his sister walked to the truck.
“Yup,” Jordan said, getting into the passenger seat and dropping her backpack at her feet before putting on her seat belt.
Used to be, he couldn’t get her to stop talking. Four, five, six—those had been the chatty years when he’d thought his ear was going to fall off from the long, winding stories she would spin for him day after day. Lately, though, getting anything out of her was like pulling teeth. “Anything exciting happen?”
She didn’t say anything at first, and when he looked over at her, she was blushing. “There’s a new kid.”
“What’s her name?”
She shook her head, just as Calvin had suspected she would. “It’s not a girl.”
Working to ride the fine line between interested and neutral, he asked, “What’s his name?”
“Owen.”
Calvin was torn. On the one hand, he thought it was cute that his sister had her first crush on a boy. On the other hand, she was only ten. He hadn’t thought they’d be getting into boy-girl stuff for at least a couple of years. He had thought he’d get her all to himself for a little while longer. “Where’s he from?”
“California.” The floodgates suddenly opened as she told him, “His parents are scientists from Stanford who are studying stuff in the Adirondacks. But he’s only going to be here for one year.”
Calvin’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. It figured that neither he nor his sister could do things the easy way, didn’t it? Instead of falling for people who were going to stick around, they couldn’t stay away from the ones who were inevitably going to leave.
But he could tell she was dying to talk to him about the kid, and he’d always vowed to be there for her. So he said, “Tell me more about him, Jords,” and for the next thirty minutes, he heard more than he’d ever wanted to know about a ten-year-old boy. Fortunately, by the time they’d paddled the canoe out onto the lake, his sister seemed to be all out of Owen fun facts.
Surrounded by the patchwork colors of the mountains, a loon called out to its mate a hundred yards away. On the other side of the bay, William Sullivan and his son Drake waved hello from their rowboat. They weren’t close enough to say hello, but William was unmistakable in his big green floppy fishing hat.
If Calvin hadn’t already known William’s story, he would never have guessed that the man was one of the most famous painters in the world, even making it onto the cover of Time magazine. But after losing his wife, who had also been his muse, he’d put down his paintbrushes for good and started building his cabin at Summer Lake whenever he could get away from New York City. Recently, however, not only had a few of his hidden paintings finally seen the light of day—he’d also seemed a heck of a lot happier. From what Calvin could tell, it was because his kids were coming around a lot more now than they used to.
Calvin had grown up playing on the lake with William’s four children. Alec, Harry, Suzanne, and Drake had continued to go to school in the city after losing their mother, but with their father escaping to the Adirondacks so frequently to get away from his painful memories, they’d often joined their father at the lake. But the relationship between William and his kids had always been strained, especially once they’d become adults. At least until recently, when Drake—also a well-known painter like his father—had decided to build a studio and cabin at the lake with his girlfriend, Rosa.
Calvin didn’t know exactly what had changed between William and his kids, but he didn’t have to know every little detail to be happy for them. Alec was the lone holdout on making peace with his father, but Calvin wasn’t particularly surprised. As the oldest, Alec Sullivan had always kept his cards closer to his chest than his younger siblings. Probably, Calvin figured, because when everything had gone so dark, so painful with his parents, as the oldest he’d been the one left to pick up the pieces.
Yeah, Calvin knew exactly just how complicated family could be. Yet again, he gave silent thanks—just as he had a million times before—that being Jordan’s big brother who also played the role of a father was working out for them. Hanging out with her on the lake on a perfect fall afternoon wasn’t something he’d ever take for granted. Especially when she was grinning the way she was now as she reeled in another good-sized bass.
“I’m on fire today!”
Calvin recast his line. “Got any tips for your big brother? If it weren’t for your success, I’d swear nothing was biting.”
“Yeah, I was thinking it was weird that you’re not catching anything. What’s up with you today? You haven’t even done your big fall speech yet.” She lowered her voice and imitated him. “Look around, Jords. You see the leaves changing on those trees? You feel the nip in the air? It’s fall and there’s magic in the air. Anything is possible.”
Laughter rumbled through him, joining with hers to skip across the surface of the water. Of course he’d had hopes and dreams that he hadn’t been able to see come true. He’d never gotten to play college football. He’d never experienced carefree dating. Never got the chance to live in a big city, surrounded by all that speed and light and sound and excitement.
But getting to laugh with his sister, being able to see her smile and the intelligence in her eyes, was easily worth any sacrifices he’d had to make during the past decade.
Finally, he felt a nibble on his line. He gave a quick yank to set the hook and reeled in the fish.
“Wow.” Jordan’s eyes were huge as she looked at the pickerel flopping in the bottom of the canoe. “I think that might be bigger than the one I caught last year.”
Calvin didn’t even have to think about it as he carefully unhooked the two-way spinner from the fish’s toothy mouth. This might be the biggest fish he’d ever caught, but there was no way he was going to beat his sister’s record. “This guy looks like he’s got a lot of life still left in him. Want to bring a little fall magic to his life and help me throw him back in?”
His sister cocked her head. “You really are acting weird today, you know.” But she picked up the fish, and on the count of three they threw him in the lake.
As they watched the fish float for a few seconds before abruptly coming back to life and swimming away, Calvin actually envied the fish its second chance…and found himself hoping that it managed to escape the lure the next time one flashed before him, so shiny and tempting.
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