Half Moon Harbor (2014)
“Shouldn’t he? “Why don’t they make friggin’ handbooks for these things?” he asked Whomper, who looked up from the bone he was working on and wagged his stubby tail, eyes gleaming as he bestowed all of his canine adoration on Brodie for a few moments, then went back to his treat. “If relationships with women were only as simple as the one between man and dog,” he told the little ball of scruff. Bugger it all. This was exactly why he steered clear of them.
He paced his boathouse, checking the old, brass ship’s clock mounted to the wall between the kitchen and lounge area for the dozenth time. Was she out there yet? Was her brother welcoming her? Or making her wish she’d never set foot in Maine? From what little she’d told him, it was likely the latter. Added to that, Winstock was late for their meeting, leaving him too long with his own thoughts.
He’d understood Grace’s need to take a little time the night before to get ready for the day she’d been planning for such a very long time.
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