Nantucket Romance 3-in-1 Bundle by Denise Hunter

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    “Well, I’m going in.” Sam walked down the beach and waded into the water until she was knee deep, then she dived in and came up beside Tully. The current pulled them together, lifting them gently as a wave rolled ashore. Tully’s hands steadied her, then lingered on her shoulders.
    Landon wanted to dive into the water and rip them apart. He didn’t even want Tully looking at Sam in her swimsuit and noticing her curves or her long, toned legs, much less touching her.
    He lay back against the sand and closed his eyes. Why didn’t Sam see what was right in front of her? Tully only wanted to use her for his own selfish needs, and yet she ran after him. Why did Sam settle for so much less than she deserved?
    Landon wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he felt cool droplets of water splatter his legs. Tully spread a towel beside him and plopped down, arms braced on his knees.
    “Water’s fine.” He watched Sam, who floated on the water, arms relaxed out to the side. “She is one hot lady.”
    Landon pulled himself upright and stopped a reply by biting the inside of his mouth.
    “You know her long?” Tully asked.
    “Practically all her life.”
    Landon felt Tully’s eyes on him for a long minute. “Cool.”

    It was nearly dark by the time Tully walked Sam up her porch steps. Miss Biddle’s car wasn’t in her drive, so Sam figured she’d taken Caden out. The sun had sucked all her energy, leaving her pleasantly lethargic. The breeze caught her damp hair, chilling her, and the night smelled of freshly cut grass and Miss Biddle’s roses.
    Sam reached the door and turned to Tully. He was charming and flirtatious, and he didn’t dredge up emotions that made her feel threatened. She’d been able to forget the house and her past for most of the day. Only when she looked at Landon was she reminded of everything she was running from. And seeing him touch Melanie had discomfited her.
    Tully leaned one hand against the door frame, trapping her against the door. “I had a great time today.”
    Sam’s face relaxed in a smile. “Me too.” She toyed with the idea of asking him in.
    He looked boyishly handsome with a strand of hair falling over his forehead. He leaned in, closing the gap between them.
    Sam let her eyes fall closed, waiting. Feeling nothing but pleasantly sleepy.
    “Hey there.”
    Her eyes popped open. Tully pulled away. His arm fell.
    Landon stood in the yard, hands tucked in his back pockets. She wondered how he’d seen Melanie home and gotten back so quickly. What, did you just dump her at the curb?
    Tully turned toward Landon, crossing his arms.
    Silence covered them like an itchy blanket. Landon would have to be blind to miss the fact that he’d interrupted something.
    “Did you need something?” If her tone was sharp, so be it. Landon had already tagged along on her date. Did he want to hang around and watch Tully kiss her good night too?
    “I remembered I promised to look at your faucet. Thought now was as good a time as any.”
    Sam’s eyes narrowed. “It can wait until tomorrow.”
    “I don’t mind.” He stood as fixed as Sankaty Head Lighthouse.
    Sam shifted.
    Tully took a step back.
    In the distance, the water lapped the shoreline, and the wind made the tree leaves flutter.
    “I should be going anyway,” Tully said. He shot Landon a look, then leaned forward and pecked her lips.
    She barely felt the kiss under Landon’s paternal watch.
    After Tully got in his Mustang and drove away, she turned and opened the door, ignoring Landon.
    “Wait.” He was on the porch before she could shut him out.
    “What now, Landon? Do you want to come in and make sure I don’t hurt myself flossing?”
    “That’s not fair.”
    “You intruded on a private moment.”
    “I was worried about you.”
    “You’re jealous.”
    The words hung in the silence. She wished she could take them back. Especially when she met his eyes and they softened, drawing her to him like a riptide.
    “I