Love Language by Emma Hart

Author:Emma Hart [Hart, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Emma Hart
Published: 2021-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

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“Gabriella? Can we talk?”

I buttoned my coat and peered over at the figure emerging from the light of the church’s back door. “I can’t think of anything I’d like to do less,” I admitted, returning my gaze to the sky to scan the weather.

It had finally stopped raining. Hopefully Dad and Aunt Cat would get home tonight, or at least tomorrow morning.

“You’ve been talking to me for the last three hours.”

“I didn’t have a choice. Besides, asking you if there’s more bread and telling you that’s enough pepper in the soup is hardly a scintillating conversation.”

Miles wrapped his arms around his body. “Two minutes? Please?” He glanced around the parked cars. “Where’s your car?”

“Caleb brought me.”

“His car isn’t here. You know that, right?”

“Oh, shoot!” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “He took his grandmother home, and it looks like he forgot to come home for me.”

“Let me take you home.”

“I’ll get a taxi.”

“You’re being awfully stubborn.”

“Now you know how I’ve felt for the last few months trying to talk to you!” The words left me a lot harsher than I intended.

Miles gently inclined his head. “That’s a fair point.”

I sniffed, folding my arms across my chest.

“There’s no use in you paying for a taxi when I’m here. I don’t mind. It would be helpful to check on the greenhouses and make sure there’s no damage before I come tomorrow anyway.”

“What if there is?”

“Is there? Is my greenhouse hurt?”

God, him and his bloody greenhouse. “I haven’t a clue,” I said honestly. “I haven’t been out there.”

“Oh.” He exhaled and his shoulders sagged. “You worried me, there.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine. I suppose I would appreciate a lift home. It’s quite a walk from here.”

“Come on.” Miles nodded his head in the direction of his car and unlocked it using the key fob. The lights flashed bright orange, illuminating the other cars, and I followed him over and opened the passenger side door.

I looked the inside over, peering under my seat, over into the back of the Land Rover, and even going so far as to look in the glove box.

“What are you doing?” Miles asked, staring down at me from the driver’s seat. “I promise I have no murder weapons in here.”

“There are cable ties in your glove box.”

“They’re handy to have around. Never know when you’ll need one.”

“And there’s a shovel on the backseat.”

“I’m a gardener. Kind of important for me to have a spade.”

“If there’s rope in the boot, I’m out of here.”

“There’s garden twine.” He shrugged. “Again, kind of important.”

“Hmph.” I looked around. “I was actually looking to see if there are any fish or frogs in here.”

The overhead light flicked on right as he blinked at me, and the dim light made his eyes shine. “Why would I have fish or frogs in my car?”

“You took it for a swim yesterday.”

“I was six inches into a puddle, Gabriella. Not floating down the River Severn.” His lips twitched, but he got them under control.

Alas, still no smile.

What did a girl have to do to make him crack a smile?

Miserable sod.

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