Barefoot in the Dark by Suzanne Enoch

Author:Suzanne Enoch
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781641970365

12

Saturday, 12:07 p.m.

After three hours of torture, and however independent and self-sufficient she considered herself, Samantha was extremely grateful to see Rick hop down from Major and then walk over to half-lift her out of her saddle. When her feet touched the ground, her legs wobbled. “This, I don’t like,” she grumbled, grabbing onto his shoulder. Three hours in the saddle, her brain making a geographical survey while her ass chafed – it had better have been worth it.

“Give it a second. Did you like the rest of it?”

Even without her map survey making the excursion necessary, the weather had been brisk, the trees except for the pines starting to turn red and yellow along the outermost limbs, and a trio of deer and a fox had trotted across their path. “Of course I did. It’s stunning here. The company ain’t bad, either.”

Rick grinned. “Good. I like it here, too. More than I realized. Once the west wing and the power and internet are all useable, I think we should spend more time here.”

“Because it keeps me away from civilization?”

“Because it’s peaceful and a little slower, and because I do want to catalog what’s in the attic and move some of the pieces to the Rawley Park museum.” He leaned sideways and kissed her. “Agreed?”

“Agreed.”

It would be weird, but she couldn’t deny that a quieter and slower pace once in a while would probably be good for her. She knew it had to be good for him to relax a little more, as much as he liked making deals, scouting businesses, and being an all-around high-powered bad ass.

Feeling began returning to her legs, and she straightened. “Are you off to go digging through the ruins for missing treasure maps, as well?” Rick asked, shifting his grip to her hand. “I notice Reg didn’t waste any time heading that way.”

“Nah. I think I’ll head back to the attic.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Are you giving up, then?”

Samantha shrugged. “Reggie can do it his way. I’ve got a couple of other ideas.” For some reason Reggie had fixated on the map as being the only way to track down Will Dawkin’s treasure, probably because in the long run he thought it would be easier to follow someone else’s path than make his own. She happened to disagree with the single-minded approach, but she wasn’t about to distract Rick’s cousin from his search.

Yule met them at the front door. “Miss Sam, a set of boxes arrived for ye by special delivery. I put ‘em in the morning room. “M’laird, ye’ve something waiting for ye in the morning room, as well.”

“Ooh, my ghost hunting gear.” Her need for it had shifted a little, but an infrared camera could come in really handy if she went looking for likely hollows or caves in any of those ravines she’d spotted.

“Are we going ghost hunting?” Norway asked from the landing above them. “How exciting!”

Oh, yay. Any distraction in a storm, though, Samantha supposed. “Well, I figured if there are ghosts anywhere, it would be in a half-collapsed seven-hundred-year-old house.

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