An Agent for Opal (The Pinkerton Matchmaker Book 25) by P. Creeden

Author:P. Creeden [Creeden, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-05-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Opal chewed her lip as she followed her training agent and husband-on-paper up the stairs to the third floor of the hotel. To keep up the appearances of them both as a married couple, Caleb had rented a single room for the two of them. She wondered exactly how this was going to work. Caleb had shown himself to be nothing less than gentlemanly on the train and didn’t seem to look at her in an untoward manner. After letting out a slow breath, she worked to convince herself that this wasn’t as unseemly as it felt. Her heart fluttered in her chest, the beats it made where harder and faster than a hummingbird’s wings. A lump formed in her throat by the time they reached the door of their room. How did Caleb seem so nonchalant about all of this? He entered the room and stepped toward the coat rack just inside the doorway. He hung his hat and his lightweight jacket. As he undid his cuff links, he lifted a brow at her. “Is something wrong?”

The door to the room stood open, and Opal had yet to step over the threshold. “Is this truly necessary?” she said, her voice squeaking and not sounding like her own.

“Ah!” His face brightened and a playful smile pulled up one side of his lips. “I didn’t realize you were such a traditionalist.”

He stepped toward her, and in response, she took a step back, but he moved too fast, and she found herself up against the wall on the other side of the hallway. With a mischievous gleam in his eye, he ducked down and scooped her into his arms. She let out a squeal. “What are you doing?”

The scent of citrus and fresh coffee assailed her. She grew dizzy on the heady scent wafting from his body. Her heart raced in her chest. She stiffened and tried to push him away, but nearly fell from his arms and then pulled closer to him, to avoid the fall. Without a word, he stepped into the hotel room, kicked the door closed, and then set her back down on her feet. Her knees buckled, and she wasn’t sure if they would hold her weight. His impish smile remained the same. “I thought maybe you wanted to be carried over the threshold.”

She blinked at him, mouth agape, but her heart fluttered at the same time as her stomach flipped.

He plopped down on the edge of the bed. “At least we’re avoiding bad luck at the start of our marriage.”

Even though she didn’t think her cheeks could become more heated, they managed to. She blinked several times, her hand fluttering over her heart as she backed a step away from him and landed with her back against the door. If she could just reach down and open it, she could escape this place. Suddenly, it felt suffocating, too small, and too crowded.

He frowned up at her. His brow knotting in worry. “You do know that I’m only making sport of you?” he asked as he stood.

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