Faith by Deneane Clark

Author:Deneane Clark
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: American Light Romantic Fiction, Historical romance, Man-woman relationships, Inheritance and succession, Romance - Historical, Fiction, Romance, Romance: Historical, Historical, Romance & Sagas, American Historical Fiction, General, Love stories, Fiction - Romance
ISBN: 9780843963526
Publisher: Leisure Books
Published: 2010-09-15T02:30:03.415000+00:00

Twenty

Faith hummed happily as she dried the last plate and set it on the shelf at the far end of the room. She tried lifting the tub of wash water to take and pour outside but found she was still too weak. She looked over her shoulder and saw Gareth just coming in from the other room.

“My lord,” she began, then remembered. “Gareth,” she corrected, blushing a bit. The way he was looking at her made her feel both flattered and flustered. “Could you help me lift this?”

He set the book he was carrying down on the table and walked over. Without a word, he lifted the heavy tub and carried it out of doors. She heard the water splash as he dumped it. He came back inside, closed the door, and gave her a steady look.

“It’s time we talked.”

Faith felt her heart leap. “Yes,” she agreed. She spread the cloth she’d used to dry the dishes on the back of a chair. Nervously, she smoothed it so it would dry evenly, then messed it up again by gripping the chair.

Gareth watched, his heart tugging at the little gestures that betrayed his wife’s trepidation. He would have to win her slowly, he mused with a wry smile, reluctantly amused by the irony of the fact that he was now perfectly willing to abide by the agreement he’d struck with her sister.

When Faith delicately cleared her throat, shaking him from his momentary thoughts, he walked across the room and moved the comfortable overstuffed chair a bit nearer the fire. “Sit here,” he offered. “The night air grows chilly.”

Faith sat on the edge of the chair and watched warily as her husband settled on the couch. Tension, almost audible, crackled through the air until she could no longer stand it. “Shall I go first?”

Gareth sat back and crossed his legs. “By all means.”

Faith took a deep breath. “I should have been honest with you as soon as I discovered you were angry,” she began. She paused a moment, considered her words, and plunged ahead. “I didn’t think you’d believe me, and then after a while, I became angry, too.” She lowered her voice almost to a whisper, and Gareth had to lean forward to catch her next words. “I didn’t ask Grace to speak for me.”

“I know that, princess.”

Her head snapped upright. “But you were so upset—,” she began.

“And stubborn and hurt and stupid,” he agreed, cutting in. “It took me a couple of days to realize, but I knew it was out of character for you to do such a thing. You’d have come to me yourself.”

“Grace only meant to help,” Faith explained hastily.

“I know, princess.”

Faith was silent, her mind spinning to come up with a logical way out of this uncomfortable situation. After only a moment, she gave up. “So what do we do now?”

Gareth smiled wryly. “Suppose we didn’t get married.”

“But we did,” Faith pointed out.

“All right, then. Suppose we never went out to Amanda’s gazebo that night.”

Faith drew her eyebrows together, less inclined to interrupt.

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