An Agent for Gillian (The Pinkerton Matchmaker Book 43) by Ginny Sterling

Author:Ginny Sterling [Sterling, Ginny]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2019-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

Gillian was grateful for the chance to be away from Cade for a while and for the easy friendship Fallon presented. She’d just awoken from her sleep when she heard a knock at the door. Relieved she was still dressed in her rumpled gown, she was surprised to open it and see the young woman standing there smiling.

“I didn’t figure you had anything to break your fast this morning. I sent my brother with extra food for your man too,” she said brightly, holding a basket containing half a loaf of bread, butter, and cheese. “Might I come in?”

“Of course,” Gillian muttered and then realized that she’d not had a chance to move the beds back into place. “Give me just a moment,” she balked and shut the door practically in Fallon’s surprised face.

Hurriedly, she ran back to the other room and shoved at the bed frame, scooting it as fast as possible towards the other bed. Once it was close enough, she haphazardly threw the largest blanket over the two hoping it hid the large gap between them. Smiling, she opened the door again and ushered in the woman.

“I wanted to wash my face,” Gillian said as an explanation for her abruptness.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt your morning. If you need me to come back…”

“No, please come in,” Gillian said quickly, grabbing Fallon’s arm. “I’m starving and that smells divine. I just don’t have much to offer you in return.”

“Nothing is expected in return, just conversation.”

“That I can certainly do,” Gillian replied, smiling. They talked for quite a while, sharing the meager food as they waited for the coffee Cade had brought to come to a boil. Fallon seemed to know everyone in town and everything that was going on, reminding her of her claim to ‘watch out for busybodies’ in the area. It was comical to realize that she herself was one. However, the more Gillian listened, the more she realized that befriending Fallon would put her directly in touch with several other women who gossiped.

They apparently gathered once a week to work on quilts to give out to church parishioners in need. This seemed like such an excellent idea to recycle old clothing into something more serviceable, especially in the wintertime here in Pennsylvania. They would be meeting next week instead due to the Settler’s Reunion that was tomorrow.

“What’s that?”

“Tis a grand party,” Fallon breathed happily, accepting the cup of coffee that Gillian handed her. She listened as the woman went on and on, talking about how she and Rourke met there.

“My Rourke is light on his feet and loves to dance. I remember when I first saw him, I was sitting among the other gels waiting to be asked to dance, tapping my feet to the lively jig that was playing. I’d been to the Settler’s Reunion several times but always shied away from participating, but when Rourke looked at me – I was lost,” she sighed wistfully.

“He walked over and held out his hand in front of everyone, smiling directly at me- out of all the lovely women around, he singled me out.

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