Sophie's Heart: Sweet Historical Romances by Tanya Anne Crosby & Alaina Christine Crosby

Author:Tanya Anne Crosby & Alaina Christine Crosby [Crosby, Tanya Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942820871
Publisher: Oliver-Heber Books
Published: 2018-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

It was late afternoon when Sophie finished her self-appointed chores.

She was weary as she made her way back to the cabin for a moment’s respite, but filled with satisfaction over the day’s accomplishments.

In the last few days, she’d managed somehow to stay out of trouble, and had even made strides toward making amends with Jack. He seemed different toward her today—not that he’d spoken to her much at all, but it seemed to Sophie that every time she’d chanced to look up, he was there, watching her.

She couldn’t tell if it was because he didn’t trust her, or if he still expected her to find her way into trouble... or if it was something more... but something about the way he looked at her sent her pulse skittering.

Maybe he had felt what she’d felt that first night in his cabin? She tried not to think of that, pushed it aside.

Her life was complicated enough, and she was determined now to uncomplicate it at all costs. Jack MacAuley was a distraction she could do without. She didn’t need a man in her life.

At any rate, there were other things to concern herself with this moment. Thanks to Kell, the stove was no longer a complete enigma, and she’d managed to concoct a few edible meals. She thought perhaps she was improving, though it wasn’t as yet evident in the expressions on the crew’s faces. She’d work on her seasoning now, and maybe before long she would see them smile at the prospect of eating the fruit of her labors.

She found the captain’s cabin empty and slipped within, closing the door behind her. She had one dress left and contemplated changing into it, soiled as this one was becoming, but she didn’t dare. For the first time in her life, she couldn’t just buy another. Nor was she certain how to wash them without ruining the material. No, she’d have to make do.

Untying her makeshift apron, she tossed it over the rope that separated their rooms, and dared to go and sit at Jack’s desk. She really should wash up first, she thought, but she was far too tired to actually do it. She sank back in his chair and set her feet up as she’d seen him do while reading his papers, and smiled to herself at the picture she must present.

She imagined the look he’d wear if he walked in just now, and bit her lip to keep from laughing.

All she needed was a cigar and a brandy and a pair of pants and she’d be just one of the crew. Which made her wonder. What would it be like to be Jack? To simply be able to come and go when he pleased? To be in love with his work? To live life by his own rules?

Her gaze was caught by the portrait of Harlan. She removed her feet from the desk and leaned over to snatch it into her hands.

How could she ever have thought herself in love with this puny man? Somehow, he paled in comparison to Jack.

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