That didnt mean Abby could relax. She tensed every time Brooke was airborne, imagining worst-case scenarios. She knew Brooke well enough to anticipate increasingly dangerous feats. Leo had started with short leaps and cannonballs from a smaller boulder. Now Brooke was high-diving. Backflips would be next.
Sure enough, Leo scrambled to the top and attempted a forward somersault. He didnt quite get his legs straight before he hit the water, which concerned Abby. But he came up to the surface quickly. Brooke twined her arms around his neck in a manner that would invite a kiss from any interested, available boy. Leo did something underneath the water that made her squeal and swim away.
Abby glanced at Nathan, who was lounging on the narrow beach beside her. He hadnt blinked an eye at their reckless jumps or flirty touching. Then again, hed also laughed when his son punched him in the face.
She has no sense of caution, Abby said, feeling obligated to explain Brookes behavior. Thats why she was surprised you lied to those men. She notices attention and creepy looks on occasion. But she doesnt anticipate danger, and she only sees the good in people.
He rested his forearm on a bent knee. Thats a nice quality to have.
It terrifies me.
I dont blame you.
Abby appreciated the acknowledgment. Ray had always denied there was a problem. She got knocked out during the San Diego earthquake. Ive always wondered if the head trauma changed her. Ever since then, shes been more adventurous, more ambitious.
He studied Leo and Brooke for a moment, his brow furrowed. She got the impression that he found his son lacking in comparison. Maybe, as a former pro athlete, he had higher expectations than the average parent. Should I talk to Leo?
Hes done nothing wrong.
To be fair, neither has she.
Abby was glad he didnt think badly of Brooke. Her daughter seemed determined to be a matchmaker. Abbys cheeks heated at the memory of the body hair remark. Although Abby had no particular preference either way, his chest was delicious. He looked strong and fit, with hard muscles and a flat stomach. He didnt have that much hair, just a lightly furred area on his pecs and an intriguing trail down his belly.
I hope those hikers didnt follow us, she said, tearing her gaze away.
I kept glancing over my shoulder, and I didnt see them.
Abby wished she had her cell phone. She could have taken an incognito picture of them and done an internet search. This lake was the site of the drowning. Her fingers itched to scroll for information about local runaways and hunting accidents.
Brooke climbed the boulder and prepared to dive again. Abby stifled a gasp as Brooke took a running leap off the edge and spread out like a flying squirrel. About halfway down, she tucked into a smooth somersault and plummeted into the lake. Abby didnt unclench her fists until Brooke broke through the surface.
You know what you should do, Nathan said.
What?
Try it.
Jumping off?
The corner of his mouth turned up. Theres only one cure for fear of the unknown.
Her pulse pounded at the thought of taking that plunge, sinking into the deep. So far, the trip had been full of triggers. Strange men in the woods, physical altercations, extreme stunts. Everything made her uneasy, from the thick forest to the wide expanse of open water before her. Is it that obvious?
Your discomfort, you mean?
She nodded.
Not really. Ballplayers learn to read body language and facial expressions. We have to anticipate a players next move.
Does it work with Leo?
He touched the sore spot on his lip, rueful. Apparently not.
Nathan appeared to have instigated the fight. Despite this brief lapse in maturity, she still liked him. At least he hadnt traded punches with Leo. Somehow, the macho shoving match had broken the ice between them.
Men.
Abby frowned on Nathans methods, but she could relate to what he was going through. She understood how it felt to be torn apart. He also seemed aware of his own failings and desperate to improve. That was appealing to her. The fact that he was handsome, well-built and observant didnt hurt, either. He might not have a clue about communicating with his son, but he knew how to please a woman. Shivery intuition told her that.
She inhaled a sharp breath, drawing his attention to her chest. Her nipples pebbled against the wet fabric of her bikini top.
He returned his attention to the lake. I need to get back in the water.
It was hot. Sweat trickled between her breasts.
Come on, he said. Ill jump with you.
That sounds more dangerous.
Okay, Ill go first, and you can jump to me. Ill be right there.
The granite island loomed in the close distance, taunting her. She could climb up with Nathan and brave the unknown. Or she could sit on the sand, wallowing in heat and anxiety. You really think it will help?
Sure. Most fears are based on inexperience and unfamiliarity. Our imaginations conjure all sorts of scary, but unlikely, scenarios. As soon as you jump, youll realize its not that bad. Then you can relax.
She smiled at his pep talk. So this will be a quick, natural tension reliever?
His eyes darkened. I can think of a better one.
So could she. He looked interested enough to pounce on her at the slightest provocation, but they couldnt just wander off into the woods for a quickie. Even if shed been willing to engage in a naughty fling, their kids were here, and encouraging a man like him would only lead to trouble. He was too charming, too sexy.
Too risky.
Brooke and Leo headed toward the rocks for another turn, spurring her into action. Okay, Abby said. Ill try it.
The jump?
Yes, the jump.
He seemed surprised by her agreement. Cliff-diving was a sport for wild teenagers like Leo and Brooke, not women her age, with skittish temperaments. Maybe she was avoiding the greater dangerNathan himself.
She stood, brushing the sand off her bottom. His lean physique made her feel self-conscious about her figure. He was extremely fit, without an ounce of spare flesh. Although she was on the slim side, she wasnt young and perky anymore. Her stomach and hips were softer. Her thighs had more jiggle.
He watched her wade into the lake, his neck flushed. Splash me.
Why?
For luck.
Shed never heard of such a thing, but she splashed him. The water hit his face and shoulders, trickling down his chest.
He shook it off like a dog and lumbered to his feet. Vanity had her wondering if hed been overheatedaroused, evenbecause of her. She couldnt remember the last time shed given a man an inappropriate erection.
Hiding a smile, she ducked under the icy water and swam to the cluster of boulders. Brooke and Leo were already jumping from the opposite side. Abby hauled herself onto the lowest boulder, with some difficulty. The path to the top was wet. She used the same handholds and footholds that Brooke and Leo had used, her mouth pursed in concentration. It was an undignified climb in a bathing suit, with Nathan right behind her. If shed known a hot guy would be staring at her butt in broad daylight, she might have gone tanning or had her cellulite zapped.
She reached the plateau, breathless. I didnt enjoy that.
She reached the plateau, breathless. I didnt enjoy that.
I did.
Abby laughed, accepting his help to stand up. A wave of dizziness struck her as she peered over the edge. Oh God.
What are you doing? Brooke yelled from below.
Nathan kept a firm grip on Abbys hand. What does it look like? Were jumping.
Leo put two fingers in his mouth and whistled to cheer them on.
Brooke was less than thrilled. Be careful, she said with a frown, as if uncomfortable with the role reversal.
Ill try not to break a hip, Abby said.
Nathan smiled at the joke, squeezing her hand.
Hed been wrong about the power of her imagination. Reality was worse. It looked so much higher from up here. The distance to the water made her stomach flip. She felt like she was standing on the roof of a skyscraper.
I cant do it, Abby said.
Sure you can. Ill go first. When I call out to you, jump. If you wait too long, youll overthink it.
Brooke swam to the underwater obstacle with Leo and gazed up at them.
Dont push me, Abby said.
He let go of her hand.
I cant feel my face.
As long as you jump away from the boulder, youll be fine, he said. Keep your arms and legs straight.
She was about to tell him not to leave her when he did it. He just leaped off the edge like it was nothing. His body hit the water, arrow-straight. When he resurfaced a few seconds later, he was grinning.
Come on, he said, swimming backward to give her some room. You can do it.
Abby didnt want to. She pictured herself fainting and dashing her head against the rock. I have to sit down.
Dont sit down. Jump!
She looked for a way out, her shoulders shaking. The path theyd climbed would be difficult to descend. More dangerous than jumping. Leo gave her a thumbs-up signal. Brooke clapped a hand over her eyes. Nathan wagged his fingertips forward.
Abby jumped.
She was only airborne for a few seconds. Then she hit the water with a hard splash. It penetrated her eyelids and rushed in her nostrils. Panic bubbles emerged from her throat. After sinking deep, she clawed her way to the surface, gasping as she broke through.
Brooke swam to her side, excited. Mom! You did it!
She had done it. And she never wanted to do anything like it again.
How was it? Nathan asked.
Horrible.
His smile faded. You didnt think it was fun?
No.
The three of them seemed baffled by Abbys response. Tears stung her eyes. She turned and swam to the narrow beach, collapsing on the sand.
Nathan joined her. Im sorry, he said, chagrined. I thought youd enjoy it.
She put a towel around her shoulders, still shaking.
I feel like a jerk.
Abby didnt blame him for trying to help her. Maybe she was beyond hope. She practiced her steady breathing and positive visualization techniques. The sun warmed her wet hair. After a few moments, she calmed.
And she noticed a change.
The next time Brooke dived off the edge, Abby didnt freeze up as much. She knew the drop wasnt deadly. Shed survived it.
To be honest, Im surprised you even climbed up there, let alone jumped, Nathan said. It was pretty scary.
She wiped the tears from her cheeks. It was.
Youve got balls, lady.
I feel better.
You do?
She nodded. I didnt like it, but Im glad I did it.
He studied her with a quiet sort of admiration, as if seeing her in a new light. His regard for her went deeper, slipping below the surface. He was attracted to her for reasons other than the way her breasts looked in a bikini. She thought about his offer to relieve her tension the old-fashioned way and realized then that it would never happen. They couldnt have a no-strings sexual affair. The strings were already there.
A scream rang out across the lake, startling her. Abby scrambled to her feet. Her damp towel fell off her shoulders.
Nathan rose with her. What was that?
Leo and Brooke were treading water near the boulders, so the cry hadnt come from either of them. It sounded like a woman.
Another shriek followed, high-pitched with terror.
Someone needs help, Brooke said. She started swimming toward a thatch of trees on the opposite side of the lake.
Abby covered her mouth with one hand. Her first instinct was to tell Brooke to stop, and the reaction shamed her. Shed always taught her daughter to help others, especially other girls. She went out of her way to do the same. But this was different. It was a threatening sort of unknown. An icy fear gripped Abbys heart and wouldnt let go.
Leo accompanied Brooke with no hesitation whatsoever. Nathan waded into the water, cursing under his breath. He swam toward them, his strokes sure and swift. Abby couldnt just stand there, frozen and helpless.
She dove in and started swimming.
Although Brooke had an early lead, Leo was the strongest swimmer. He caught up with her near the middle of the lake and pulled ahead. Nathan showed his athletic prowess by passing Brooke and continuing after his son. They were all scared. The race to the other side was no friendly competition, no fun adventure.
Leo climbed out of the water first, his chest heaving. Nathan was right there with him. Brooke arrived shortly after.
Abby concentrated on steady strokes, trying not to panic. By the time she stumbled onto the shore, Nathan and Leo were arguing about what to do. They stood in front of the thick copse of pine trees, faces tense.
Panting from exertion, Abby walked toward Brooke.
Stay here, Nathan ordered Leo.
Fuck, no, Leo said. Im going with you.
Nathan reached down and picked up a heavy stick. Holding it like a baseball bat, he entered the forest. Leo found a fist-sized rock and went with him, ready to strike. Neither of them appeared to consider bringing along Abby or Brooke.
Abby rested her palms on her knees, winded. She didnt approve of them creeping into the forest like white knights, armed with blunt objects. They had no idea what was going on. A woman in pain or danger would respond better to other women.
Did you try calling out to her? she asked Brooke.
No one answered, Brooke said.
They waited at the edge of the trees, dripping wet. This side of the lake was cloaked in shadow, and it made all the difference. The temperature was ten degrees cooler. Abby shivered in the cool air, her skin and hair damp.
How many screams did you hear? Abby asked.
Two. Im not sure where they came from. Brooke wrapped her arms around her body, glancing over her shoulder.
Abby studied their surroundings. It was called Echo Lake for a reason. The granite rock formations caused sound to bounce off in all directions. She could have sworn the cries rang out from here, but she wasnt sure. Could an animal make that noise?
Maybe a mountain lion.
It sounded like a woman.
Or a girl, Brooke said quietly.
Abby remembered the drowning victims age: seventeen. The missing hiker was twenty-five, the lost girlfriend twenty-one.
Brooke wasnt the type to sit on the sidelines. She searched the branches by the shore and picked up two hefty sticks. Passing one to Abby, she tilted her head toward the woods. Abby debated the wisdom of following the men, but she couldnt stop Brooke from going, and she wanted to stay together.