A Match Made at Christmas (a Nantucket Love Story) by Courtney Walsh

Author:Courtney Walsh [Walsh, Courtney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweethaven Press
Published: 2020-10-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

A Loaded Conversation

“Should we head over to the library?” Hayes glanced at his watch. The Nantucket Atheneum probably wasn’t even open yet. Why had he come over so early?

Because he couldn’t sleep, that’s why. And somehow, Pru’s house put him at ease. Or maybe Pru put him at ease.

She settled back on the sofa and kicked her legs out from under her. “No need, we can look at the digital archives.”

“Brilliant!” He should’ve thought of that. The Atheneum might’ve been a historic building, but it wasn’t behind the times. With its solid white finish and grand stately columns, the building looked more like a monument than a library, and while Hayes didn’t advertise this—once upon a time, it had been his escape.

He’d spent hours in the stacks, dreaming about faraway places. Now, he’d visited many of those places, wrote about distant, far-off lands, and thrived on discovering cultures that weren’t his own.

Well, he had anyway. Somehow, since his last trip, that had changed. Now it almost seemed like the joy of exploring had been stolen from him. Just thinking of pitching a new story idea or traveling to a new place turned his insides. He hadn’t updated his website in over a month. He knew he had to get over this.

He picked up Pru’s feet and set them in his lap, settling into the opposite end of the couch the same way she had. “Should we look them up?”

“Mm-hmm.” Pru nodded and closed her eyes—what had kept her up last night? She looked exhausted.

“My laptop is on the table next to you,” she said.

He picked it up and navigated to the Atheneum’s website, then found the digital directory chronicling newspaper articles that dated all the way back to the 1800s. He was accustomed to doing research for work, so he found his way around the website quickly and within minutes had located a write-up on the marriage of Howie Basford to Tamela Smith.

“Here it is,” he said.

Pru’s eyes opened. She had stunning blue eyes. It was a rare combination—dark hair and blue eyes—but then, she was a rare woman. After only a few days back in Nantucket, he couldn’t deny there was something magnetic between them. True friends were like that though, weren’t they? And while Hayes had never met a stranger, he didn’t have a lot of close friends.

He wanted the very best for Pru, and he prayed she found it. But as soon as that thought popped in his head, something else twisted in his belly. He wanted Pru to be happy, of course, but the thought of her with a serious boyfriend—or worse, a husband—made him instantly jealous.

“And?” She sat up slightly but didn’t pull her feet from his lap.

He quickly shook the thought away, forcing himself back to the matter at hand. “And I was right. The maid of honor, Peggy Swinton, wore a peach taffeta dress and matching shoes. She carried a small bouquet of white tulips.”

Pru scrunched up her face. “Tammy never did have any taste.

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