An Agent for Evelynn (The Pinkerton Matchmaker Book 14) by Marie Higgins & Marie Higgins

Author:Marie Higgins & Marie Higgins [Higgins, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Marie Higgins
Published: 2019-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

WHY HADN’T HE TRIED harder to kiss me?

Evelynn grumbled as she rode into town the next morning on William’s buckboard, sitting next to Graham. She and her so-called husband hadn’t said much to each other this morning, even during the wonderful breakfast Martha had made. And now that Evelynn and Graham were alone again, they’d gone back to playing the quiet game.

Had it only been a few days ago when being quiet had been a nice break in the day? Now her thoughts wouldn’t leave her alone. She hadn’t slept well last night, and so far this morning, she could tell that Graham was irritable, too.

So why hadn’t he tried to kiss her? True, she told him to go to sleep, but he still could have moved his hand to her face and traced his fingers along her jaw, and then up to her lips while he scooted closer to her. He could have said something sweet that would make her heart flip with excitement, and then lean closer and whisper kiss me...

“What?” Graham asked.

She jumped and snapped her gaze to him. “What, what?”

“Did you just say something?”

She sucked in a breath. Had she? Was she so involved with her daydream that she said something aloud? Oh, she prayed she hadn’t been that stupid.

“No. I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh.”

“Why?” she said quickly. “What do you think I’d said?”

The horses’ reins hung loosely in his gloved hands as he guided the animals toward town. He glanced at her and his gaze moved to her mouth. Then he shook his head and watched the road.

“I was hearing things, I’m sure.”

Oh, dear... She had said it aloud! What was wrong with her? She couldn’t blame it on the hot weather now, since this morning had a touch of coolness in the air. She rubbed her arms. Yes, the air was definitely chilly.

“Are you cold?” he asked.

“Just a little.”

He shrugged out of the jacket William had let him borrow, and handed it to her. She really shouldn’t, but how could she turn down such a nice gesture? As she slid her arms inside the sleeves, his scent wafted around her. She could literally smell him. Or it could be the soap, and yet, the garment smelled good. Just like him.

“When we get back to William and Martha’s home,” Graham said, keeping his gaze on the road ahead, “I’d like you to see if Martha has your dress.”

“She told me she was going to wash it and sew the rip in the sleeve.”

“That’s very nice of her to do that.”

“I agree. However,” she plucked at the skirt of the dress, “until I’m able to get my dress back, I’ll be very uncomfortable in this one. I’m sure you’ve noticed how overly large it is on me.”

Grinning, he nodded. “Yes, I noticed, which is why I asked that you get your dress from Martha.”

She sighed and folded her hands back on her lap. “We’ll have to ask around to see if anyone knows where the nearest train station is located.

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