Never Too Late by [email protected]

Author:[email protected]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fo u rt e e n

“R

osalyn . . .” Jason took my hand and drew me to center stage, where the lighting guy changed the light to focus on the two of us in a bright, glowing beam. “I can’t live without you. I . . . I love you.” Jason’s eyes burned with an intensity I wasn’t sure was entirely just acting, flickering with layers of emotion that pulled me toward him. Regardless of whether it was truth or fiction, it left me breathless and practically shaking in his arms.

A good thing, since my character was supposed to be swooning big-time. Not so hard to fake at all.

Drawing in a breath to steady myself, I pressed a hand to my chest, the memorized words at the end of the play coming easily to my lips by now. I blinked rapidly and turned my face from him. “Wait, you . . . you love me? But how can this be? You have done nothing but tease and torture me from childhood on. Our whole history is built upon this strange antagonism between us.”

Jason chuckled, clenching my hand tighter. Was I going crazy, or did I detect a slight shake in his hand too? I had to be imagining it, right? “From the first time I pulled your hair at the side of the river,” he said on a soft breath, “I knew I loved you. How could I not? Especially when you returned my attention with a punch in the nose—well deserved, I might add.”

I grinned at first in response to his teasing commentary, then creased my brow in confusion and proceeded slowly to the far end of the stage, where I could see Mr. Ferrell nodding his approval. His face was stern, fixed, but not critical. . . . He was intently into the play.

A rush of success swept through me as I continued my lines. “I never knew you felt that way. Why did you not speak of these feelings before . . . before your brother made his intentions clear toward me?”

Jason slipped behind me and took my hand, turning me to face him. His eyes sparkled with regret and other emotions I couldn’t quite place. “Would you have trusted me, had you known?” He shook his head. “I have railed against this for far too long, believe me. My heart did struggle with the knowledge that I could not let my brother win your hand. Not when . . . when I wanted it for my own. I could no longer remain silent.”

I stepped closer to him until we were so close, I could see the flecks of dark brown in his irises. “Oh, my dear William, I love you too.”

Our lips drew closer, closer . . . and I froze.

I was mesmerized by his eyes, unable to look away. And I was stiff with fear, knowing that if I moved my mouth closer to his, pressed my warm lips against his, the naked truth of my ever-increasing feelings would be laid bare before him, before Mr.

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