Belonging by Carolyn Faulkner

Author:Carolyn Faulkner [Faulkner, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2018-05-03T05:00:00+00:00

DEVON QUICKLY BECAME a fixture at the O'Meara household, and Fleur's mother fairly doted on him whenever he was around.

He gave Fleur a respectful amount of time to mourn her father—not that he wasn't around during that time. He was, always "checking in on them", as he liked to call it, making himself as useful as possible, dealing with the paperwork involved in her father's death that confounded the two of them, and even doing some of the things that would have been on Mrs. O'Meara's "honey do" list, although it flitted—unwarranted and unwanted—through Fleur's mind that he was nowhere near as good at that kind of Mr. Fix-It thing as Lawson was.

But she shoved that errant thought out of her mind as quickly as it came into it. Devon was here—and obviously wanted to be here—and Lawson wasn't and didn't, not through any fault of hers whatsoever.

It was a good three months or so before he asked her out formally, after having already run the idea by her mother, asking her advice about whether or not it was improprietous to do so so soon after her father's death.

Frannie had hoped that this might happen, and she gave her consent quite readily, thanking him for being so considerate about the loss of her husband and for coming to her before asking Fleur, a very simple, often neglected courtesy.

Neither of them expected her to turn him down, but she did, citing that she needed more time but not specifying exactly why.

Devon suspected that Lawson had a lot more to do with her request than the loss of her father did, but he kept his thoughts about her motives to himself.

Mrs. O'Meara, however, had no such compunction about taking her daughter to task for not jumping at the chance to date him. "How many young men of such quality are there around here that you can turn your nose up at someone like him, girl?" she asked as they settled down to their evening meal—scalloped potatoes and ham, with homemade bread and butter, fresh tomatoes with mozzarella, and baby peas as sides.

"Enough that I'm not going to allow you—or anyone else—to pressure me into dating when I'm not sure it's proper." She gave her mother the eye. "Aren't you the one who's always saying that if it's right, he'll wait?"

Frannie choked a bit on her potatoes. "That's not quite what I was referring to, and you know it, daughter."

"Same principle," Fleur retorted smartly, dishing up very small servings of everything for herself, at which her mother tsked loudly.

"Eat, Fleur, eat! You're going to waste away! Who wants to date a skinny girl, now, really?"

"Yes, Mother," she replied, refraining from pointing out that Devon obviously did, but she didn't change the size of the portions on her plate in the least. And, in fact, she committed a cardinal sin by leaving a lot of it behind, surprised that her mother didn't chide her for that as she would have if her father was still around.

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