At First Sight by Karen Sommers

Author:Karen Sommers [Sommers, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Amanda had changed directions so many times she no longer knew which way she was going.

From the moment she’d seen Mr. Richman in the saloon with that…that…woman, she’d kept a careful distance. Though as time went by she was no closer to understanding how he could frequent such an establishment…with such a woman. He confused her, as he gave no sign of being a licentious man, nor had she ever evidenced the smell of alcohol about his person.

In fact, every piece of evidence so far proved him only to be what she’d thought him at the start – an honest man. Not unlike her father. Honorable. Upright.

And handsome to boot.

Not that she cared.

As she reminded herself often, she was interested in his horse, not the man. What he did on his own time was his own business. And that had worked to a certain extent. But lately, he’d taken to talking to her sometimes over her work. She found she enjoyed his stories about life back East and even started looking forward to his insights on life in Colorado, which were usually wry and filled with humorous anecdotes. His job took him to some strange places sometimes, when it came time to talk to witnesses for example. And he captured the more colorful characters well with a dry wit she’d come to appreciate.

What she didn’t like so much was the catty little flibbertigibbet that showed up six times now in as many days, trailing French perfume and finding excuses to flash trim little ankles whenever he so much as looked at her. Cynthia Davis was nothing if not persistent and had even so far managed to inveigle two lunch invitations and a promise from Phillip…that is Mr. Richman…to attend a soiree she was hosting on Friday night.

Amanda grew so ill-tempered with these constant interruptions that her sister finally took it upon herself to do something. It hadn’t taken long for her to ascertain that Amanda’s interest was wavering from the horse, more in the direction of the man. Sarah’s solution, of course, was to change Amanda from the skin on out, starting with a bath when it wasn’t even Saturday night, and ending somehow in petticoats and lace. “Fighting fire with fire,” she’d said often enough that Amanda was starting to taste cinders whenever she so much as looked in her direction.

“I don’t see why you’re insisting on these dad-blamed things. Aint no one gonna see my shoes!”

“They may not see them, but they will hear them!” Sarah huffed and crossed her arms, effectively blocking the door with a look that told Amanda in no uncertain terms that she wasn’t going to be allowed to pass until she’d been fitted out in what Sarah felt was proper attire. Which meant all of it. “I gave you a pair of mine to use.”

“They pinch.”

“That’s how you know they fit right!” Sarah was positively red in the face from arguing, and tendrils of hair clinging damply to her forehead.

“Look,” Amanda said, gesturing to the dress helplessly.

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