"Meridith stepped down from the chair and scooted it a few feet. "Let me." Jake took the string and looped it over the hooks one at a time. It took him two minutes to finish the porch. "Show-off," she said. "Being tall has its benefits." And being strong. Words of gratitude formed in her mind, but it took a moment to order them. "I never thanked you last night." He scratched behind Piper's ears. "No need." He plugged the lights in the wall outlet, and they glowed dimly. "Hopefully there's a wall switch inside." "I mean it, Jake. I don't know what I would've done." Heat worked into her cheeks. She pulled a cornflower blue pail from the box and set it on one of the tables. "Your arms . . ." She looked down, noticing the bruises. Brownish-gray blotches, Sean's fingerprints on her skin. She rubbed the spots, wishing she could wipe them away. Seeing them there, she could almost feel Sean's grip on her, feel the helplessness welling up. "I should've beat the kid to a pulp." Jake's fists clenched. "He's long gone. That's all that matters." "He should've been arrested." "I don't think he meant to--to attack me that way. We stumbled, and he fell on me." "You're wearing evidence that says otherwise." He had a point. And the night before, sand grinding into her back, she'd been convinced she was in danger. "Don't like the idea of you and the kids here alone." "Aren't you the one who thought the partitions were silly?" "Never said that." "Didn't have to." She gave a wry smile. She was pretty good at reading people. Like just now, he was thinking she was right. "Maybe I did." He leaned a shoulder on the shingled wall, looking every bit as cocky as he had that first day he'd turned up on her doorstep. It didn't bother her just this minute. "I know I said I was done with the repairs, but what would you think of finishing the ones that aren't too costly?" His gaze intensified. "Really?" Meridith collected a basket and began filling it with shells. "You mentioned the fireplace. I'd like to get it working again. We have tree branches hitting the house, a couple trees that a stiff wind would blow over--if you do that kind of work. Not to mention the other things on the list." Jake walked to the railing, staring out to sea. When Piper joined him, Jake ruffled her fur. Maybe he didn't want to stay now. Maybe having the kids underfoot all week had been a pain. Maybe he'd been offended at the way she'd confronted him about being alone with Noelle--a notion that now seemed ludicrous in light of the way he'd come to her rescue. "I mean, if you can't, that's all right. You probably have other work lined up." It was only a couple months. They'd be safe that long, right? She saw Sean's hardened face, heard the bitter slur of his words, and shuddered. "I'll stay." "Are you sure?" Her words rushed out. "Glad to." She smiled. "All right then." He straightened, winked, and she felt it down to her bones. "Back"