Loving Ireland (Loving Places) by Flynn Mac

Author:Flynn, Mac
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mac Flynn
Published: 2014-02-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

We shut the adjoining bathroom doors to stop our rooms from sharing drafts, and I jumped into my bed with a thick set of pajamas on me. In a few minutes the faint lights from the hall candles were snuffed out by a shadow with Kelly's skinny frame. Somehow in my shivering I managed to fall asleep, but it wasn't more than an hour later that something woke me. Being in a new place with ancient halls and rooms made me nervous, and my eyes were easily awakened by a weak light beneath my door.

I kept my eyes open at a squint and watched the door slowly creak open. The hinges needed oil, and the silhouette in the doorway winced. The person stepped inside and quickly shut the door behind them, eliciting another complaint from the hinges. They then turned to the bed and crept over to me. There was a small candle in their hand, and by its weak light I glimpsed Sean's curious face. He hovered over me with the flickering light casting shadows across the lines of his features.

I thought I'd given him enough of a free look. "If you're not sleepwalking then you have some explaining to do," I spoke up.

He jumped back, and his curious expression turned to a sheepish grin. "S-sorry about that. I, uh, I was just, um, admiring your similarity to, um-"

"I hope I don't remind you of your mother."

Sean shrugged. "A little. She was a very husky woman."

"Are you calling me fat?"

"Would a man ever call a woman fat except in anger?"

"If he has a death wish."

"But I would like to live to see tomorrow."

"Then I suppose you didn't call me fat, but that still doesn't quite explain your prowling your own halls sneaking into guests' bedrooms."

"Guest, and only one bedroom," he corrected me.

"Not going to visit Lady Brown?"

"She applies a great deal of moisturizer to her face before bed, making her a frightful sight."

"That sounds like a good way to be frightened to death."

"Nearly so, but as to your question, I wanted to see what you looked like in your sleep."

"That sounds slightly creepy."

"It does, doesn't it? Still, I couldn't fight myself and meant only to come in here, catch a glimpse and sneak out."

"Your sneaking could use some work."

"So I noticed."

"So now that your sneaking career has been cut short what are you going to do?"

He sat down on the edge of the bed and I sat up. "I'm afraid I hadn't thought of this possibility."

"I suppose since I caught you I can demand a forfeit."

"Turning my own game on me?"

"All is fair in love and wardrobe, and since I caught you near mine I am definitely turning your own game on you."

"So what does your forfeit contain? Money? Jewels?"

I waved away his suggestions, and changed my tone to a snooty, sophisticated woman; like Lady Brown. "Nothing so ordinary, my dear. What I want is to know why you were sneaking in here. The truth."

"The truth?" he repeated, and I nodded.

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