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Kate walked toward the house and up the steps, hesitating on the porch. Lifting her hand, she rapped on the wooden door, anticipating Bo’s loud, gruff bark. But the only reply was the sound of the wind swishing through the trees. The small window in the door revealed only darkness. She knocked again. Maybe he was in the shower. It was still early for a Saturday, though Lucas was normally out and about by now.
She bit her lip, wondering if she should enter. Before she could dissuade herself, she twisted the knob and stepped inside.
“Lucas?” The rich aroma of brewed coffee permeated the house. The bedroom was empty, the blankets a tangled heap at the foot of the bed. The bathroom was dark, and several crumpled towels littered the floor. She smiled.
“Lucas?” In the kitchen, his empty Nantucket mug sat on the table. The coffeemaker was still plugged in. He must’ve taken Bo for a walk.
Kate exited through the back, passing the gazebo, tracing the numerous footprints down the sandy path. The beach was empty except for a few gulls, plucking through the wet sand. Kate looked down the shoreline toward the Wrights’ house. The beach was deserted as far as she could see.
She looked the other direction, and her eyes paused on two figures: a man and a dog.
Lucas.
Her feet carried her down the shoreline, her heart pumping in rhythm with her quick steps. Halfway there, Bo spotted her and lumbered toward her, but Lucas stared out across the ocean, oblivious to her appearance. Bo reached her side and barreled into her leg, tail wagging.
“Hi, boy.” At least Bo was happy to see her again. It was Lucas she was unsure of.
Kate looked at Lucas in time to see him turn. He stilled, watching her approach. She closed the distance between them with long, eager strides. As she neared, she tried to read his expression, but the sun glinted over his shoulder, making it impossible to decipher.
She stopped a car’s length away, suddenly uncertain. Would he welcome her home after she’d left so suddenly? He’d asked her to stay, but would he forgive her for leaving?
Fear left her mouth dry, sucked the words from her lips. It clawed at her throat and churned her thoughts like sand in the surf. Her limbs felt as stiff as a ship’s mast. Tears glazed her eyes, and she told herself it was the biting wind.
Then he moved, walking toward her, stopping just a touch away. “You came back,” he said.
His eyes were just the way she remembered, warm and soft. Welcoming.
“I had to see you,” she said.
“Why?”
All the words she’d planned in the car scattered like startled gulls. Pam’s call had changed everything. She was no longer sure of anything, least of all, Lucas’s feelings.
“I saw the interview.”
Was it all a ruse, or did you mean it?
“I was hoping you’d watch.” He tilted his head. “Are you angry?”
He was remembering the voice mail she’d left. Her anger had drained away with his proclamation of love. “No.” The wind kicked up, and she pulled her sweater tighter. She had to settle this before her heart jumped through her rib cage. “Pam called.”
He tucked his hands in his pockets. “She told you, then?”
Suddenly, Kate realized it didn’t matter why Lucas had done the interview or what plan Pam had been talking about. She’d come to tell Lucas how she felt, and she was going to do it.
“She didn’t tell me anything.” Kate gathered her courage and drew a shaky breath. “I realized something last night while I watched you on TV.”
“I love her. I have for a long time, and I always will.”
His words were a pedestal for her courage.
“What’s that?”
Kate swallowed the fear and took a step closer. The wind ruffled his hair, and she smoothed it from his face, then trailed her fingertips down the rough plane of his jaw. “I love you.”
She ignored the burning in her eyes and plunged forward, a sail- boat into the wind. “I don’t know when it started or how it happened. I only know that you captured my heart, and I don’t want it back. I want to stay here forever. I want to wake up to your stubbly, scratchy face and lie next to you in bed, even if you snore loudly enough to peel the paint off the walls. I want to—
Lucas broke off her words with his kiss. Kate felt his fingers sliding into her hair, knocking her cap to the ground. She relished the tenderness in his touch, and as he claimed her, she gave herself fully to him.
When she finally pulled away, it was only to look him in the eyes. “Did you really—love me from the beginning?” She had to know if it was true. Had to see him face-to-face when he said it.
One corner of his lip drew up. “Yeah.”
She let it soak in. “And that’s why you took me as your bride?”
He cupped her chin. “The only reason.”
Kate released her pent-up breath. It was true, then. Everything he’d said, everything that mattered, was true.
Lucas reached into his pocket and withdrew something. He took her hand and opened his palm.
“My wedding band,” Kate said.
He looked her in the eye, pausing with the ring at the tip of her finger. “I love you, Kate Wright. There aren’t enough miles on the earth to separate you from it. I want you to be mine.” He squeezed her hand. “Fully mine.” He looked at her, looked into her.
“I want that too.” Kate said.
Lucas slid it in place. It was right where it belonged.
I’m right where I belong.
He placed a kiss on her mouth and wrapped his strong arms around her. She felt safe in his arms. Loved. Cherished.
“Forever this time?” he asked.
She snuggled into his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of him, all musky and woodsy.
Man, I missed that.
“Forever.” She smiled at the taste of the word on her tongue. No temporary arrangement this time. No twelve-month escape clause. She wanted in, and she never wanted out again.
She fingered the wedding band with her thumb. “My finger has felt naked since I took it off.”
Lucas lifted her hand and kissed it. “Too bad I didn’t accept the money for the interview. Could’ve bought you one heck of a diamond.”
Kate squeezed his hand. “I could put the other one back on.”
“Don’t you dare.” Lucas gave her a mock glare before pulling her back in his arms. “Did Pam tell you I called her?” He asked against her hair.
“You called
her
?” Kate couldn’t imagine why he’d do that.
“I told her I loved you and asked what I could do to save your career and—” Lucas swept Kate off her feet, as a wave rushed under their feet. He set her down up shore on the dry sand. “Didn’t think you’d want your shoes wet.”
Bo bumped Lucas’s thigh, a slobbery tennis ball in his jaws. Lucas tossed the ball a long ways down the beach.
“What did Pam say?” Kate slipped her hands into Lucas’s, savoring the security of his warm grip.
“She said women love a fairy-tale romance.”
Kate laughed, joy bubbling inside for the first time in a long time. “And you love being the knight in shining armor.”
His shoulders rose in a shrug and he gave her his crooked grin. “If the armored boot fits . . .”
Kate elbowed Lucas then fell in step beside him as they walked toward home.
Home.
The word had a nice ring to it, and she felt a smile lift her lips. It wouldn’t matter where she was or what she was doing, home would always be wherever Lucas was.
Dear Reader,
I hope you enjoyed reading about the special love between Lucas and Kate. I so appreciate you and the time you spent going on this journey with me.
In
The Convenient Groom
, Lucas’s love for Kate represents in many ways Christ’s love for us. Lucas is a hero in every sense of the word. If reading about such a man leaves you frustrated or disappointed with your own mate (Where’s my knight in shining armor?), or lack thereof, know that there is only One who will never fail or forsake you. It is human nature for us to build our lives and rest our hopes on what is tangible. But substitutes—whether they are material or human in nature—are pale substitutes. Worse yet, they are a weak foundation that’s bound to fail us when tested by life’s storms.
I hope you have discovered that Christ is the creator of love (and everything else!) and that you are receiving the full benefit of His grace and mercy. I wish you the very best!
In His grace,
Denise
My deepest thanks go to all the people who had a hand in the making of this book. Thanks to my editor, Amanda Bostic, and the amazing team of creative, talented people in Thomas Nelson’s fiction department. I’m truly honored and blessed to work with you. Thanks to Leslie Peterson for helping me polish the story. Thanks to my wonderful agent, Karen Solem, and my critique partner, Colleen Coble, who squeezed in my chapters while on her own tight dead-line. Thanks to my writing buds, Kristin Billerbeck, Colleen Coble, and Diann Hunt: you bless my life in immeasurable ways!
A special thanks to my readers—you make it all worthwhile! I’d love to hear from you. E-mail me at [email protected], or visit my Web site at
www.DeniseHunterBooks.com
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1. Lucas’s love for Kate is an allegory for Christ’s love for us. In what ways are the timing and qualities of Lucas’s love symbolic of Christ’s love?
2. What are some of the ways Lucas saved Kate in the story? What was Kate’s
reaction to his saving her? How has Christ saved you? Have you ever responded in some of the ways that Kate
did?
3. One thing Kate was apt to do is fix things on her own. In our culture, that’s a popular reaction. Do you respond to crises in a similar way? Is that the best way to deal with problems?
4. One of the hardest things to do when trouble comes is wait. Kate had difficulty waiting when her publisher was trying to find a solution to the problem. Is it hard for you to wait on God? Psalm 46:10 says, “Be still, and know that I am God.” How can that be applied to trying times? Psalm 27:14 says, “Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.” What can we learn about patience from this verse?
5. When Kate made the choice to leave Lucas, he knew it was a decision Kate had to make for herself. How has God been patient in waiting for you to come to Him?
6. When Kate left Lucas, he said that a thousand miles couldn’t separate her from his love. How is Christ’s love like that?
7. Lucas laid it all on the line when he faced his biggest fear and publicly proclaimed his love for Kate. How has Christ proclaimed His love for you?
8. Even though Kate broke Lucas’s heart by leaving and by fighting her relationship with him, he gladly welcomed her back. Have you ever pushed Christ away or run from His love? What does it feel like to know that no matter what you do, He will always welcome you home?
AN EXCERPT FROM
Surrender Bay
PROLOGUE
“Why’d you wait so long to turn on the flashlight last night?” Landon asked.
Even though evening shadows crawled over Landon’s backyard, Samantha Owens could see his eyes searching hers. He hadn’t said anything about her delay before now, but she could tell he’d been bothered all day because he didn’t once tug her ponytail.
She lifted her body out of the waist-deep Nantucket water, flipping over to land on the pier with a sodden plop. The outdoor lamp lashed to the last post spotlighted her. Her bathing suit clung to her stomach, and she pulled at the fabric just to hear the sucking sound as it left her skin.
She looked over her shoulder and saw Landon’s mom through the lit kitchen window, washing supper dishes. Mr. Reed appeared just then and pulled her against his chest. She laughed at something he said, then turned in his arms. Sam looked away.
Landon splashed through the water and hoisted himself onto the pier beside her. His arms had filled out over the summer, and he’d shot up a good two inches. Sam wasn’t sure she liked him changing so much.
“Did you hear me?”
Landon bumped Sam’s foot under the water, and she felt him watching her. She shrugged as casually as she could. “I went to bed late. I got a book on the Red Sox. Did you know they used to be called the Boston Americans?” A breeze drifted over her wet skin, tightening it into gooseflesh.