Chapter 17
“I THINK I’M starting to like California.” Jordan leaned against the railing of the patio at the back of the house. “I could get used to this.”
I inhaled deeply as I watched the waves crashing against the shore below us. “I missed the ocean when I was at Westhorne. It’s pretty there, but nothing compares to the ocean.”
“Is that an undine thing?”
A laugh escaped me. “Nope, I think it’s just a Sara thing.”
She was quiet for a minute. “So when are you going to tell me what happened when Nikolas got back from Vancouver?”
“Nothing happened, really.”
She gave me a sly smile. “Nothing, huh? Is that why I saw him leaving your room that morning before breakfast?”
“He came to see me when he got here that morning because he knew I was worried about him.”
“I take it you didn’t tell
