Passion Of Sleepy Hollow by Lexi Post

Author:Lexi Post
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc
Published: 2014-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

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Kat sat across from Max, his foot on a bench as he reclined in a tattered, stuffed chair. She hadn’t been to his house in a long time and had forgotten how run-down it was, or perhaps it had become more so.

“So you didn’t bring me a waffle?” Max’s pout was that of a young man who had long been spoiled by his grandmother despite the status of their finances.

“No, I didn’t. Ria had a large crowd of Newtimers, and I wasn’t going to wait in line. Besides, my guess is the more you miss my cooking, the sooner you’ll be able to return to work.”

He grinned. “You’re probably right about that.”

“After you left, I went outside to retrieve the bucket and it was gone.”

“Gone? But I just tripped over it. It was still there when I hobbled into the house.”

She leaned forward. “Are you sure you didn’t kick it or anything?”

“I’m sure. Maybe one of the children picked it up, or even a Newtimer who wanted a memento.”

“Maybe. I hadn’t thought of that and there have been more people wandering behind the inn.”

“That’s because of your beau.” Max winked.

“Maxwell Vandend, Braeden is not my beau. He is a friend, not that it is any of your concern.”

Max shook his head. “Not according to Liesbeth. She told me Janna and Ria said he likes you and you him. She said even Nora isn’t going to try to marry off one of her girls to him, and you know Nora will do anything to find those girls a husband.” He shivered.

“You would make a good husband.”

Max turned bright red. “Nah, I’m too young.” He looked away.

He wasn’t too young. Her own mother and father had been married two years by the time her papa was Max’s age. She had hoped he would have mentioned Liesbeth as a reason not to marry Nora’s girls, but by not doing so, he told her a lot. He really didn’t know the poor woman existed. Maybe she could help him notice her.

“Has anyone come to visit you today?”

He thought for a moment. “No, not today.”

“Are you bored? I could bring over a few books I have.” She did feel guilty for leaving the bucket in the yard.

“Not at all.” Max reached into the space between the bottom cushion and the wing of the chair. “I’ve been reading books on here.” In his hand was the flat machine Stephen had given him.

“You still have that? Why didn’t you give it back to Stephen before he left yesterday?”

Max cocked his head. “Because he gave it to me. Why would I give it back?”

“Because it’s from Newtime. We aren’t supposed to bring Newtime objects into Oldtime.”

“Why?”

Kat stood and paced to the end of the small parlor. “Because it’s important we keep Oldtime pure, separate from Newtime.”

“So you want to be separate from Braeden?”

“What?”

Max crossed his arms over his chest. “Braeden is from Newtime. You don’t want him in Oldtime?”

She stalked toward him. “Braeden is not an object, he is a person.

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