The Sapphire Affair (A Jewel Novel Book 1)

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finger over her bottom lip.
    “Steph!”
    She swiveled around, spotting Marie behind the bar. She had been waiting on tables when Steph first walked in. “It’s been too long,” Marie said, then flashed her a naughty look. “But I see you’ve already gotten to know Jake the Fisherman. Looks like you two were going to gobble each other up.”
    A huge grin spread across her face. That was all she needed. Nothing wrong with her lips. That kiss had blown her mind, and likely his, too. Mutual gobbling and all.
    She wasn’t going to let self-doubt rule the day. Nope.
    “Do me a favor, Marie?” she asked as she snagged a pen from the register and wrote a few words on the napkin. No number for him just yet. If Jake wanted to see her, he was going to have to follow her trail.
    “Of course.”
    “Actually, two favors. Tell Penny I can’t wait to see her.”
    Marie nodded. “She’s camping. Should be back in a few days.”
    “She’d better call me while I’m here. Then give this to the hot fisherman if he comes back in here. But don’t tell him my name, OK?”
    Marie rubbed her hands together and winked. “Ooh, lover games. And I get to be the messenger. Count me in.”
    Steph handed Marie the note, then took off for her first stop on her self-appointed job.

CHAPTER SIX
    Pacing along the street with his cell phone pressed to his ear, Jake used his best big-brother voice to try to calm Kylie. “Everything is going to be fine. We’ll figure it out, I promise.”
    Kylie gulped, like she was hyperventilating. “I don’t know what to do. I barely understand a word the physics professor says. It’s like he’s speaking a foreign language. I don’t know how on earth I’m going to finish school without this science requirement. I suck at science. I can’t do this, Jake. I can’t do this at all.”
    “You’re going to do fine. If you don’t understand the subject matter, we’ll get you a tutor,” he said as he walked past a surf shop with signs in the window for adventure tours.
    “But what if it doesn’t help?” His little sister’s voice shot high up into the sky. Kylie, to put it lightly, was prone to worrying. She’d always been the nervous one among the bunch, and that intensified when they lost their parents. The baby of the family, she was seven when the four of them were orphaned and went to live with an older aunt who managed a restaurant in Key Largo. Truth be told, Kate and then Jake had done most of the parenting. Despite their best efforts, Kylie had grown up a world-class worrier, and that anxiety had manifested in her schoolwork all through high school and now into college. The best way to help her through it was to give her very clear instructions. That also meant phone calls with Kylie required lots of time and patience, which was why he’d had to extract himself from the bar so he could focus on his family. They came first and always would.
    The aftereffects of Ariel still lingered, though, because that had been one hot, intense kiss that was on the cusp of rocketing quickly into so much more. A tremor of lust started to roll through him with the memory, so he squeezed his eyes shut, forcing his damn brain to focus on family matters, not primal ones.
    He was here for work, not personal needs. Even on a job, he still needed to look out for his little sister. Take care of her, help her. Guide her step by step.
    “You’re catastrophizing, Kylie. You need to stop assuming it won’t work before we even hire one. We’ve talked about this before. You can’t get worked up over what hasn’t happened. Got it?”
    “I know, I know,” she muttered.
    “Now listen,” he said, turning down the block. “I need you to ask around at your school. Get some names. Share them with me. I’ll talk to them, and we’ll find the right tutor for you.”
    “I’m such a fuck up,” she said, another sob threatening to rear its head. “You probably never struggled in school.”
    “You’re not a fuck

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