The Return of Connor Mansfield. Beth Cornelison
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Название: The Return of Connor Mansfield
Автор: Beth Cornelison
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература
isbn: 9781472051004
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Jones chuckled under his breath. Raleigh opened his mouth as if to protest, then snapped it closed. Scowling, he jammed his hands in his pockets and jangled his keys. “I feel a FUBAR in the making.”
Darby pushed her chair back under the table and headed for the door. “I’m going to check on Savannah.”
Savannah. Thoughts of his sweet daughter lifted Connor’s spirits, which had taken a dive while discussing the serious security threats to his family. As concerned as he was by the unplanned turn of events, he couldn’t regret having time, brief as it may be, with his daughter. And no matter how angry Darby was with him for his past choices, this unexpected time with her gave him a chance, however remote, of healing the wounds he’d caused her.
Chapter 7
James Gale positioned his hands over his son’s, adjusting the boy’s grip on the golf club. “Like this. Keep your wrists straight.”
Billy did as instructed, then tipped his head back to look up at his father. “Like this?”
James grinned proudly and stepped back. “Perfect. Now swing away! In the hole!”
“Excuse me, Mr. Gale?”
James spun to face the man who approached, his jaw tight. “Not now!” He turned back to watch Billy’s swing.
The chubby man he recognized as one of his brother’s thugs persisted. “I’m sorry to disturb you, but—”
Billy glanced up from his stance with a startled look, interrupting his address of the ball.
James lifted a hand. “I’m sorry, Billy. Hold on.” He pivoted to the interloper, his body taut. “Do you not know how rude it is to disturb a golfer as he takes his swing?”
“I—”
“Did you not hear me say, Not now?”
“It’s important.”
“So is my time with my son.”
“But—”
James pointed a finger at the man and shot him a glare that made lesser men shiver in their shoes. “Silence. My son is taking his swing.” He turned back to Billy. “Go ahead. Firm wrists.”
With an uneasy glance to the chubby man behind his father, Billy addressed the ball again, swung and hit a beautiful drive that dropped onto the putting green and rolled within five feet of the hole.
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