Redeemed Hearts (Truly Yours Digital Editions Book 563) by Cathy Marie Hake

Author:Cathy Marie Hake [Hake, Cathy Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2016-03-03T05:00:00+00:00

Twelve

The first rays of sun shimmered on the dewy lawn. Brigit looked out her window and touched the ice cold pane. Another day. “Lord, be with me today. Keep me strong and give me wisdom to behave as Your daughter.”

After washing up, Brigit donned one of her blue wool gowns and brushed her hair until it crackled. Her fingers fumbled with the hairpins as she recalled what Duncan called her yesterday. My raven-haired maiden.

The man was a rascal. That he was. He’d acted like an overgrown boy. She refused to give him another thought. All it did was rob her of her peace and sanity. Brigit savagely stabbed one last pin in place. On days like this, she reconsidered her opinion of Miss Emily’s no-cap policy. Wearing a cap might well have merit. In fact, Brigit thought she’d vote for a complete night-styled mob cap if given the chance. Wouldn’t that be just perfect? Then Duncan couldn’t say a thing about her hair. He’d never see it.

She dropped her buttonhook and had to get down on her hands and knees to fish it out from beneath her bed. After she used it to fasten her ankle boots, Brigit frowned at the bed. She’d mussed up the counterpane. That wouldn’t do. No matter that another soul wouldn’t know. She’d know, and that was reason enough to flick it back into order. Miss Emily provided individual rooms for the maids, and the appointments in them far exceeded what a girl in service might ever dream.

Aye, and I’ll be in service until I’m no longer a raven-haired girl, but a gray-haired old woman, she thought as she closed the door and headed down the stairs. Those silly feelings I thought I had for Duncan? Well, they were just a momentary weakness—nothing more. I’ll keep away from him until I regain my balance. Now there’s a bonny plan—full of good sense. She sighed. If it is such a great plan, why does it make me miserable?

Duncan stood at the foot of the stairs. Brigit wanted to spin around and run back up in the pretense of having forgotten something—but that wouldn’t be the truth. She squared her shoulders and continued down.

He gave her an appreciative smile. “You’re a comely lass, Brigit Murphy.”

“Thank you.” She tried to brush past him.

“Brigit.” He captured her hand and stopped her. “Stop avoiding me.”

“I’ve work to do.”

“Yes, you do, don’t you?” His deep voice flowed over her. “Emily tells me you made that fine new shirt I like so well. I told her I want a dozen more—all made by you.”

She snatched that as an excuse. “With all that stitching to do, I’d best get right on it.”

He squeezed her hand, then turned loose. “I’ll let you go for now—but we’ll talk later.”

Brigit shook her head. “We’ve nothing to discuss.”

He dared to reach over and touch a tendril at her temple. “I disagree.”

“I’m needed in the kitchen,” she stammered. With a total lack of grace and decorum, she dashed for safety.

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