Mail-Order Bride Ink: Dear Mr. Vander by Kit Morgan

Author:Kit Morgan [Morgan, Kit]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2017-04-19T18:30:00+00:00

The following morning, after a quick trip to the sheriff’s office, he told Sophie of Jace’s offer. “You want to do what?” she asked, not sure she’d heard him right as they entered the parlor and sat.

“Spend the entire day with you.”

“But … I thought you didn’t need my help,” she said, confused.

“Sheriff Diamond and I agreed this was the best course of action,” Fletcher explained, polishing the star now pinned to his lapel. “I’ll protect you, while he does his best to solve this mess.”

Great, she thought. Just when she’d talked herself into leaving town. Now he’d be dogging her every step. Worse, if she was this attracted to him now, what was it going to be like after spending a few more days with him? She fanned herself at the thought.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Yes, yes … I’ll be fine.” She got up from the sofa, went to a sideboard and poured herself a glass of water. She drained it, set it down and put a hand to her chest.

Fletcher was at her side in an instant. “What’s wrong?”

She looked up into those wonderful gray eyes. How could she tell him? No, Fletcher, I am definitely not all right, because you’re quickly becoming the most wonderful man I’ve ever met. They’d barely spent any time together – how could she fall in love with him so quickly? Or fall in love with this town, for that matter?

She smiled tentatively. “Don’t worry about me, Fletcher. I’m all right.” But the husky sound of her voice indicated to her that she was more than all right. Good grief, she’d better get a grip on herself and fast.

He gazed into her eyes and drifted closer to her – or was she moving toward him? “Are you sure?” he asked, that gentle tone of his wrapping around her and drawing her in.

She nodded numbly, unable to speak. For Heaven’s sake, why couldn’t she talk?

He took a step closer. Another and they would be touching. He had her pinned between his body and the sideboard. “I can have Betsy bring you something to eat.”

Sophie shook her head, her eyes locked on his. “Fletcher …” At least she’d found her voice, sort of.

Fletcher swallowed hard as his eyes roamed her face. “Sophie,” came out a tender whisper.

It was her undoing – and his. Later, she wasn’t sure who’d made the last move. Maybe they’d fallen toward each other at the same time. Who cared? All she knew was that his lips were searing hers as his arms wrapped around her waist and her hands locked behind his neck. His body was lean and hard, and any doubts she might’ve had about Fletcher being able to protect her quickly vanquished.

When they finally broke the kiss, her eyes darted to the sideboard and her empty glass. She could use some water now, but was too weak to pull away and reach for the pitcher. Not that she really wanted to …

“Sorry … so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” Fletcher said, his breathing heavy.

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