Sleigh Rides and Silver Bells at the Christmas Fair by Heidi Swain

Author:Heidi Swain [Swain, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Simon & Schuster UK

Chapter 17

The afternoon was every bit as busy as the morning and by the time the last crumb had been sold, and Angus had left looking a little green around the gills, my feet and back were aching in equal measure. It was only the thought of a deep, hot bubble bath that helped me power through the last hour, and I hoped that the surprise Jamie had planned involved an early night snuggled under the duvet – but not together, of course.

‘Thank you so much for your help today,’ said Jemma, when we had finally finished sweeping and stacking the chairs.

‘It’s been a pleasure,’ I told her and I really meant it.

This whole Christmas malarkey wasn’t turning out to be anywhere near as tough as I’d thought it would, but then, I reminded myself, I’d never tried it on for size while working somewhere as special and supportive as Wynthorpe Hall.

‘You will come back to town before you move on, won’t you?’ she asked. ‘We have lots of Christmas events still to come.’

‘If she moves on, you mean,’ chipped in Lizzie.

‘Of course,’ said Jemma. ‘I do hope you decide to stay. We all do. Wynbridge has so much to offer.’

‘As does Wynthorpe,’ grinned Lizzie as Jamie appeared in the doorway, windswept, ruddy-cheeked and looking every inch the romantic hero.

‘You all set?’ he asked, after congratulating everyone on another successful sale.

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘I’ll just grab my jacket.’

‘And you might want to brush your hair,’ he suggested, biting his lip and trying not to laugh.

I ducked off to the loos and rolled my eyes at my reflection. At least half a bag of flour had found its way into my hair and the blob of red frosting on the end of my nose really completed the Rudolph look.

‘Better?’ I asked when I came back out, feeling considerably less dishevelled but still shattered.

‘You’ll do,’ he shrugged.

‘What a charmer,’ teased Lizzie.

‘Isn’t he just?’ I tutted. ‘Still,’ I said, ‘I’m only heading for a bubble bath and bed so I don’t suppose a little flour will hurt.’

‘You’re not going to bed yet,’ said Jamie, holding the door open and letting in a blast of biting Wynbridge wind. ‘I have plans for you.’

‘Woo!’ came the collective response of every woman left in the hall.

‘He doesn’t mean like that,’ I called back.

‘Do I not?’ questioned Jamie, his mouth close to my ear.

I didn’t answer, but I did make a point of reminding myself that he flirted with practically every woman he came across and that I was probably no more special to him than anyone else.

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