mine.â
âBy putting your stamp on it, you mean?â
âThatâs right.â
âSo youâre not having second thoughts about sellingup?â His gaze was thoughtful. âI was kind of hoping you might have reconsidered by now. Iâd be willing to offer you way above the market price.â
She frowned. âI donât really understand why youâre so keen on buying me out. I know you said it was to do with the land, but I imagine you could extend in the opposite direction if you wanted. I know it would take some work, clearing the land, and so on, but it is a possible option, surely?â
âI think the work would be too much to take on.â He leaned back in his seat. âThe truth is, my grandfather built the house youâre living in now, some fifty or more years ago. It was the family home through three generations. When my father married my mother, my grandparents moved out and went to live in the house next doorâ¦where I live now.â
He frowned. âMy brother and I grew up in your house as kids. We loved it. All our memories were there, and there was a huge sense of satisfaction and appreciation because my grandfather had designed and built it especially for us. It was a bitter blow when the family decided they had to sell up.â
âWhy would they do that, if it meant so much to them?â
âBecause my grandfatherâs dream was to make the familyâs fortune by finding a wreck that he could salvage, and he needed funds to make one last attempt. He felt he was really close to finding what he was after. It was a passion that drove him on through a good many years, and it cost him a huge amount of time and money to fund the diving expeditions. He wouldnât give up. Heknew his prize was out there somewhere, and he was determined to find it.â
âSo your father sacrificed his home to fund your grandfatherâs dream? Wasnât that a lot to ask of him?â
Jake nodded. He lifted up his glass of chilled spritzer and took a long swallow, tilting his head back a fraction. Lacey watched in fascination as his throat moved, and then he laid the glass momentarily on his hot skin, taking relief from the coolness of the glass.
âIt was,â he said, âbut in the end it was a family decision. They would all benefit if my grandfatherâs efforts were successful, and they backed him to the hilt. In the meantime, we all moved into the big house and waited to see what would happen.â
âAnd eventually your grandfatherâ¦â Lacey broke off as a commotion started up somewhere in the distance. She and Jake both glanced around to see what was going on, and it appeared that the shouting was coming from a boat moored across the bay.
âIt looks as though someoneâs being pulled out of the water,â Jake said. âA woman. Sheâs wearing scuba equipment.â
âIs that blood I can see?â Lacey peered at the people on the boat, putting a hand to her forehead to shade out the sun.
âIt looks like it.â He frowned. âPerhaps weâd better go over there and see if we can help. The key to the medical cupboard is in the storage compartment alongside the wine chiller. We might need dressings and tape if they donât have any aboard their own boat.â
She nodded. Jake untied the boat and then took the helm, while Lacey went to check supplies. She was puzzled to see that he had a full stock of emergency medical equipment on boardâ¦the sort that qualified doctors might use.
She took the medical case out on deck. âI donât understand,â she said. âThis equipment is so advanced. There are oxygen masks and suture kitsâ¦why would you have all this on board? I was expecting to find just first-aid dressings and antiseptic.â
He glanced at her briefly. âI thought it might come in handy.â
Lacey frowned, but said no more as they moved alongside