Strolling with Savannah by Amelia C. Adams

Author:Amelia C. Adams [Adams, Amelia C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-26T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Oh, gracious. What a muddled mess. Savannah accepted a glass of punch and sipped it, taking advantage of the moment to sort through her thoughts. She disliked miscommunication, and she tried to avoid it whenever possible. She didn’t even like reading novels where a misunderstanding was the main conflict of the story. If the hero and heroine would simply talk to each other and figure out their differences . . . Not that she was comparing Mr. Ross and herself to the hero and heroine in a novel. That would mean a great deal was going on here, and it clearly wasn’t . . .

“May I get you more, Miss Tidwell?”

“Hmm?” Savannah glanced down at her empty glass. She hadn’t meant to finish it so quickly, and now she probably looked greedy. “No, thank you. That took care of my thirst quite nicely.”

Mr. Ross took her glass and set it on the tray. “Would you like to dance, or should we walk around for a moment and observe?”

“If you don’t mind, could we step outside? I feel as though I could use some fresh air.”

“Of course.”

They went outside and found the small garden that ran alongside the ballroom. Savannah took a seat on one of the benches and smiled up at Mr. Ross, inviting him to sit with her. “I feel I owe you an apology, Mr. Ross,” she said. “Our misunderstanding was quite simple, but I let myself become too upset about it.”

“Upset? I’m sorry—I didn’t realize it had affected you so badly.”

She lifted a hand. “No, my reaction is entirely my own responsibility. I suppose . . .” She took a deep breath. “Oh, I don’t even know what I suppose anymore. I was flattered that you spoke to me, but then surprised that you’d speak to me when you were escorting someone else, and I went from feeling appreciated to feeling confused and appalled all in such a short amount of time, and . . .” She sighed. “But if we’re starting over, we really should wipe all that away, shouldn’t we?”

“Yes, we should.” She noticed the deep timbre of his voice, and she liked it—it sounded as though it rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest. “And it’s all to my benefit, too—this will teach me not to leap in so quickly. My sister will have a good laugh at this. She’ll say it’s evidence that I don’t get out into society nearly often enough.”

“Oh? How often do you get out?”

“Only once in a very great while. I’ve been running the kitchen in my father’s restaurant for a few years now, and that’s always been where I’ve felt the most needed.”

“I had lunch at your restaurant today,” Savannah told him, suddenly shy to admit it. “Mrs. Redfern invited me to eat with her.”

“I hope you enjoyed it.”

“I did, very much. I had beef stew and bread—some of the best I’ve ever tasted.”

“I’m glad you liked it. Those were my mother’s recipes.”

“And she’s no longer with you?”

“No.

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