Six Weeks With a Lord by Eve Pendle

Author:Eve Pendle [Pendle, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: time, Entangled, forced proximity, romance, Fish out of water, historical, bargain, Redemption, historical romance, Amara, Across the Tracks, marriage of convenience
ISBN: 9781640635838
Goodreads: 40231774
Publisher: Entangled: Amara
Published: 2018-06-01T05:02:57+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The Fourth Week

Grace was reading about the construction of a ha-ha, but somehow the subject could not hold her attention. Everett was across from her in the study and he kept drawing her gaze like they were two sides of a set of scales, moving synchronously. They’d swapped tasks for the afternoon and Everett had passed over the pamphlet, explaining that the men at Home Farm required a project until the cattle recovered. The work of digging a ditch and building a wall to make the ha-ha would be ideal. As a bonus, it would allow the cattle to pasture close to the house without unsightly fences.

They’d been working together for a week now. Each day, the air between them felt more charged, like a thunderstorm developing. Her occasional social visits to the local ladies did nothing to clear the tension. From the incident in the boat, she knew that beneath his clothes he was smooth and firm. From their walks together, she knew she liked the feel of him near to her. Her mind kept returning to their not-quite-kiss on the lake.

You need to take the lead, he had told her, if she wanted anything to happen between them. He’d said as much when they’d made their bargain. But at the time she had thought she couldn’t want him. Well, she had always thought him beautiful, with his sparkling gray eyes and floppy dark hair. But now, the feeling when she was close to him was a fizzing, popping, hungry sensation she wanted more of.

She could just ask him for what she wanted. No one would be damaged by their sharing a little familiarity, some conversation.

Everett, I want you to kiss me. Those would be the words. If she could just say them to him, he might fulfill the potential. He would give her that warmth of his eyes when he regarded her, in the form of his mouth on hers.

Everett, I want you to kiss me. The words were simple, and yet they seemed impossible to say. It was too much of a risk. Saying the words would open a box they’d been skirting around, getting closer and closer. If she kissed him, it could spoil all their companionable intimacy and distract her from her purpose. She could lose her head and forget everything. But still, she wanted to feel his kiss. The request would be trivial. She opened her mouth to form an E. Everett.

She mouthed the words silently, feeling the shape of them. It was like a chant, or a prayer. Everett, I want you to kiss me.

“Pardon?” The word was polite and formal, but Everett’s deep tone made it almost sensual. Her gaze met his.

“Nothing.” Her stomach flipped. The expression in his eyes said she had voiced her thought out loud.

He nodded with easy acceptance, but was she imagining the disappointment in his eyes? Certainly, he lingered, dipping his glance from her eyes to her lips, before returning to the letter on his desk.

Grace returned to the pamphlet.

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