Give Me Thine Heart_A Novella by Andrea Boeshaar

Author:Andrea Boeshaar [Boeshaar, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steeple View Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-07-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“He seems like a nice enough fellow.”

“A monk who left his monastery to sail for America with the intention of teaching school and ministering to the savages, as he calls the people of the First Nation.” Sam heaved a sigh. “He has much to learn about the Native Americans before he can reach them for the Almighty, that’s for sure.”

“But a worthy undertaking, nonetheless.” Moira’s pride lay in shreds. Obviously Anthony had mistaken Brother Tobias’s brown hood for hair when he’d seen him in the distance. He recognized Sam, but not his…guest.

And Moira had assumed the worst.

She met Sam’s stare. He leaned against the closed cabin door, arms still folded, his booted feet crossed. Obviously he was waiting for an apology.

And he deserved one.

“I’m sorry I behaved so impulsively.” She dropped her gaze. “I panicked.”

Moments of silence passed, seeming like hours.

“Do you really believe that I’d jeopardize my mission and your escape by bringing a serving wench, of all creatures, aboard this ship?”

She peeked at him. “This morning I’d have emphatically said no. But earlier, when Captain Harney guessed at the reason for your tardiness, I figured he knew you better than I did.”

“And now?”

“Now…” Moira’s emotions seemed tangled in knots. However, she knew she’d been wrong to have reckoned the worst. “I should not have jumped to conclusions.”

Sam grunted in reply and continued his hard stare. “I hoped to hear that you trust me.”

“I would have rather proved that I did in this situation.” She shrugged. “Not much of a spy, am I?”

A slight grin cracked his stony façade. “You’re the worst spy ever.”

Tears threatened, but she blinked them away.

“You’re kind, caring, and terribly honest.”

Moira frowned. “You make those attributes sound like faults.”

“In a spy’s world, they are.”

She rolled a shoulder as if she couldn’t care less.

“Now I’d like to hear from your lips three words that describe me.”

Moira lifted her chin and gave his request several moments’ thought.

Sam arched a brow. “A man deserves to know where he stands.”

“All right, then.” She pulled back her shoulders. “You’re gentlemanly, respectful, and terribly charming.” With the latter she mocked him, but regretted it almost at once. If not for Sam, she’d be readying herself for marriage to Major Joseph Nettles.

“I would like to add gallant and trustworthy to my description of you, though that’s five words not three.” She met his gaze, hoping he saw the sincerity she felt. “Gallant because you rescued me from a fate worse than death and trustworthy as you’ve not given me a reason to distrust you. I realize that now…now that I’m thinking rationally again. You’re right. I should have given you the benefit of the doubt.”

“I don’t sound like much of a spy either, do I?” His stoic features gave way to a grin.

Moira stepped toward him. “So…you forgive me?”

“Of course. And let us put this matter behind us.”

“Agreed.” Relief pumped through her veins with each beat of her heart.

“I brought you gifts from the market.” Sam lifted a short stack of colorful folded fabric from off his sea chest.

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