Stitches in Time by Diana Hunter

Author:Diana Hunter [Hunter, Diana]
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2010-03-04T20:56:04+00:00

Chapter Three

Maggie awoke to the sound of a baritone voice singing “When Irish Eyes are Smiling.” Blinking against the morning light and stretching, she suddenly remembered where she was and what she had done last night. Peeking under the covers the sight of her naked body was confirmation. Moaning, she put her hands to her head and sat up.

“Maggie Andrews, I can’t believe you did that! What were you thinking, girl?” She glanced over to the closed bathroom door as the words of the song dissolved into a very fine humming. The swishing of water followed by a clink on the porcelain sink told her he was shaving.

Rushing to get her clothes before he came out of the bathroom, Maggie found her discarded lingerie flung to the other side of the room. “Flannel. Today I go buy a flannel nightgown. And a robe. You definitely need a robe.” Expecting to be in a room all by herself, she hadn’t bothered to pack one.

His shirt lay near her discarded nightclothes; it would do. She slipped her arms into it and pulled it together in front of her. At least it covered her rear end. Just as she buttoned the last button, Liam sang the last line of the song and made his entrance.

“Irish eyes are smiling, Sure ‘n, they steal your heart away.” He grinned to see her in his shirt. “Mornin’, Maggie!”

“Good morning, Mr. Finnerty.” She gathered up the clothes she would need for the day while trying to ignore the fact that Liam wore only a towel around his waist.

“Oh, we’re back to that, are we?”

His amused smile did nothing to sway her mind. She was determined to put the feelings he stirred in her back into the box where they belonged. She had a job to do.

“Yes, Mr. Finnerty, we are back to that. We never should have left in the first place.”

“Oh, lad, she’s a handful! Go on, kiss ‘er! Let her know who’s the boss here.”

Liam reached down and scooped up the box from under the bed, giving Seamus a warning glance. For answer the little leprechaun just pointed toward Maggie and made kissing noises.

In disgust, he dropped the box onto the bed and the frame rattled against the cardboard.

“Be careful of that!” Maggie’s two steps brought her to the side of the bed. She picked up the frame and turned it over, clucking in dismay as she did so. “Look, it wasn’t even mounted properly. There’s been a lot of fraying on this piece since it was separated. See? Look here.”

Liam bent in close to see where she was pointing. Her formality was still in place, but when she spoke about the little piece of fabric, her tone was softer. His hand slipped around her waist and he felt her stiffen, although she did not move away. She couldn’t. He’d left her no room.

The casual familiarity of Liam’s hand on her waist threatened to melt her resolve. Frowning, Maggie tried to move around him, but he had her trapped in a tiny space.

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