Chapter Seven
“MY FIRST WEEKEND back and you have us going to my parents’ house?” Faith asked, shaking her head. “Thanks for not telling me last night and ruining a perfectly good welcome home.”
Selby laughed, sliding his hand into hers as they walked along the sandy beach, the sun high overhead. It was a gorgeous Florida Saturday, and the three of them had taken full advantage of it by sleeping in late, having a huge breakfast, and then slipping into their bathing suits and hitting the beach. “You really wanted me to tell your father no? You didn’t hear how desperate he sounded for company. It broke my heart just listening to him.”
Tracey laughed from the other side as she slipped her hands into her shorts’ pockets.
Faith, however, rolled her eyes. “You’re such a pushover.”
“Of cours
