Searching Love_Saints Protection & Investigations by Maryann Jordan

Author:Maryann Jordan [Jordan, Maryann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

17

An hour later, they climbed from bed at Nathan’s insistence. “Aggie, I still haven’t fed you. I know you have to be famished.”

She slid into her panties and jeans, but before she could reach for her shirt, he stopped her with his hand on her hip.

Looking up, he handed her one of his t-shirts. She stared at it for a second, then her gaze darted to him.

“I’ve never had another woman wear my shirt. I’d like to see it on you.” She grinned, silently taking it and pulling the soft material over her head, letting it settle over her hips.

He pulled on his boxers and jeans, leaving the top button undone. Seeing her stare, he tilted his head in question.

“That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” she confessed.

His features softened and he opened his arms, gently ordering, “Here, babe.”

She willingly went into his arms, loving the feel of being held tightly against his body. Closing her eyes, she felt washed clean, as though his care had erased her past. Breathing deeply, she squeezed his middle. “If you keep being this sweet to me, you’ll spoil me.”

Nathan wondered about her comment and leaned back to peer into her face. “Aggie, being sweet doesn’t spoil. But, if it does, then you can expect to be spoiled.” Giving her a nudge, he said, “Let’s go heat some Chinese.”

They walked into the kitchen, placed the containers into the microwave, and re-heated the food before they sat at the table to finish their meal. Scarlett lifted her head from the sofa and stared at them for a moment before going back to sleep.

“She probably wishes we’d take the food over to the sofa where she is,” he laughed.

“Do you always eat at the table when it’s just you?”

Chewing and swallowing first, he said, “Yeah. My mom always said that meals should be eaten at the table. We never sat in front of the TV when eating. She was a real stickler for that.”

“Were you happy growing up on the farm?”

Nodding, he replied, “Of course, I didn’t know any different. All kids just know whatever environment they’re brought up in. It’s not until we get older that we analyze our upbringing.” Looking back down at his food, he missed her blink, long and slow, before she schooled her face again.

“But, yeah, I liked it. Hard work built these muscles. My dad knows about weather, crops, animals, trees, soil…he’s smarter than a lot of other people I’ve met in my life who have fancy degrees. Mom, she’s the salt of the earth. Hardworking, knows how to pinch a penny, but will give to anyone in need.”

No longer eating, Agatha stared at the open admiration he had for his parents, so plain on his face. “I think that sounds wonderful,” she said. “Truly wonderful.”

Her voice sounded wistful, which reminded Nathan that Charlie’s search had discovered her parents were deceased. He wanted to know more but did not want to ask unless she felt like sharing. Immediately contrite, he now hated that he had searched into her background.

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