June was the first to comment. “I do believe the last thing JP broke twelve years ago is on the mend.”
Shane searched Becky’s exquisite gray eyes for any sign to the contrary. There was only hope and conviction, and at once, he was claimed by a certainty that she was beginning to trust him again. “Yes, it is.”
Becky didn’t like the scowl on Shane’s face, and she didn’t like that she’d seen it more than a few times since Christmas Eve at Uncle Ben and Aunt June’s. She fiddled with the phoenix on her necklace, which she hadn’t taken off since he’d put it on her, and watched him pace his living room with his cordless phone pressed to his ear. They’d been headed out the door to ring in the New Year with Luke, Ryan, Alex, and Ashleigh when Kelly had called. Again. She’d called four times that
