Seventeen
Hope watched Owen crest the stairs to Hidden Beach and pick his way carefully out to the point over the arch, and for a terrifying few moments, she thought he might jump. Then he sat, and she forced herself to turn away. She folded her arms across her chest, consciously keeping them loose.
Her emotions had run the gauntlet over the last hour since she and Daphne had left Owen on the beach, and she’d only just managed to subdue them. Seeing him out there on the point…. Her heart thumped wildly again.
“Daph, what do you think about heading home to Montana early?” she asked, drawing the curtains closed so she wouldn’t be tempted to watch him. She couldn’t let him distract her right now. Sliding into the chair at the dining room table beside her daughter, she added, “Maybe we coul
