A Husband For Mari (The Amish Matchmaker 2) by Emma Miller

Author:Emma Miller [Miller, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Forever Love, Christian, Religious, Faith, Inspirational, Spirituality, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Amish, Pennylvania Dutch, Traditional, Clean Romance, Farming, Animals, Simple Living, Plain Clothing, Mennonite, Buggy Travel, Amish Country, Courting, Old Fashion Ways, German Language, Hearts Desire, Single Mother, Seven Poplars, Delaware, Young Child, Boy, Builder, Matchmaker, Father Figure, Struggling
Publisher: Love Inspired
Published: 2016-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

For a second, James didn’t respond to Rupert’s obvious hint that once he and Mattie and the boys were gone, James would be free to bring home a wife. From across the table, he could see that Mari was trying not to laugh, her pretty eyes dancing. He almost started laughing himself, though he didn’t know why. This wasn’t a laughing matter. He really was going to have to sit Mattie down and have a talk with her. No underhanded or heavy-handed matchmaking his sister could do was going to sway him. He thought he’d made that clear to her. He wasn’t going to marry Lilly Hershberger or any other girl just to make Mattie happy.

James grinned. “I’m in no hurry to be rid of you,” he told Rupert as he threw out his hand to catch a glass of milk that Roman had just tipped over. James wasn’t fast enough, but fortunately the three-year-old had already drunk most of the milk. James laid his napkin on the puddle as his sister leaped to her feet. “It’s fine,” he said. “I’ve got it.”

“Ne, let me.” Lilly offered James her napkin. “Cleaning up after children is women’s work.”

Calvin nodded. “Let her do it, James. It’s always been that way in our family. Plenty of men’s work outside, ya?”

“I’d say the wisest thing is that the job should go to whoever’s closest,” James replied. “And the one that will end up with milk in his lap if he doesn’t jump fast.” He chuckled, and the others joined in.

“I’m sorry,” Roman murmured in Deitsch.

“No harm done,” James assured his nephew as he eased back into his chair and reached for a bowl of green beans in front of him.

Calvin picked up a serving bowl and held it out to Mari. “Scalloped potatoes?”

“Thanks,” Mari said.

Calvin took a generous helping for himself before passing the dish on to her.

As the evening meal progressed, it didn’t escape James’s notice that Lilly’s cousin Calvin had been admiring Mari since they’d arrived. She had dressed modestly in a dark navy dress that he’d seen her wear before. She had pinned her hair up into a bun at the back of her neck, but she wore no head covering. Not that she should. It was only required for Amish, traditional Mennonites and other religious groups, not the English. But she was wearing nothing revealing, nothing that would not pass a deacon’s scrutiny. She had dark stockings or tights on over her legs and sensible black sneakers. There was no reason for Calvin to keep staring at her, unless he found her attractive.

Not only had Calvin paid more attention to Mari than he should, he’d done a lot of talking to her about his plans to raise ducks commercially and for buying a farm in the area. He’d rambled on at length about the modern house he was looking for, emphasizing that he’d been single long enough and had reached an age to settle down and find a wife.

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