Loving the Landlord by Amelia C. Adams

Loving the Landlord by Amelia C. Adams

Author:Amelia C. Adams [Adams, Amelia C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-03T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seven

When Ariadne arrived out at the Circle C that evening, riding in the small buggy she’d rented from Otto, she was shocked and delighted to find Mr. Wells there also.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I ran into Mr. Wells while I was checking on a downed fence line this afternoon, and seein’ as how he’s new in town, I invited him for dinner,” Jake said, trying to look casual, but Ariadne knew from the look on his face that he knew very well what this meant to her.

“Of course I don’t mind,” she said, deciding that Jake was the best brother-in-law in the world. “How are you this evening, Mr. Wells?”

He came to his feet. “Hello, Miss Stoker. I was happily surprised to find that some of the land I’ll be buying borders the Circle C. This is the finest spot I’ve found so far.”

“Mr. Clark chose well and he keeps it up,” Jake replied. “And you’ll find him a good neighbor.”

Ariadne wanted to stay and listen to the men chat—not that she cared one whit about the ranch, but because she wanted to listen to Mr. Wells’ beautiful voice forever. She knew she was expected to help her sister, though, so she excused herself and went into the kitchen, where Regina was waiting for her with a huge grin on her face.

“I can’t believe he’s here!” she whispered, and Regina nodded.

“I asked Jake if he knew anything about the man and told him why, and the next thing I know, he’s bringing him home for dinner. It’s like it was meant to be.” Regina took Ariadne’s arm and pulled her farther into the kitchen, still whispering. “He has the best manners, and he’s so charming, and you’re right—he’s definitely handsome. If I weren’t madly in love with my husband, I’m sure I’d be swooning.”

“So, you like him?” Ariadne asked. Regina’s approval was so important to her.

“I like him quite a lot, but I do think you should be careful yet. Don’t give your heart away until you’re sure of his.”

“I’ll try, but it’s already half gone,” Ariadne replied. “Every time I think about him, I lose myself a bit more.”

Regina touched her arm. “Don’t lose yourself, Ariadne. He should make you more of yourself, not less.”

Ariadne nodded. She understood the importance of what her sister was saying, but it was certainly difficult to remain sensible when she could hear the warm tenor of Mr. Wells’ voice rumbling through the cabin.

She helped Regina get the rest of the meal on the table, and then the four sat. Mr. Wells was at her left elbow, and she found it easy to glance over at him at times when he was least likely to notice. He had the smallest scar on his chin, as though he’d had a tumble as a boy, and she was eager to ask him about it. She wanted to know everything about him, actually, and hoped she would get the chance.

Regina had prepared a very nice pot roast with rosemary potatoes, and then she brought out a Bakewell pudding.



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