Sweet Briar Rose by Lena Goldfinch

Author:Lena Goldfinch [Goldfinch, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Six Sundance
Published: 2018-03-04T16:00:00+00:00

After Rose left, Emmett brought the blade down across his face again and again, carefully, until his beard and mustache were gone. He trimmed his hair a good two inches shorter too, using a small pair of scissors he kept in his shaving kit. He’d done it so often he didn’t have to worry about cutting it crooked. When he was done, he checked his appearance in the mirror and couldn’t stop himself from grinning.

He’d caught Rose staring at him.

And not in any horrified way. No, far from it.

She’d been fascinated by something about his appearance.

She’d seemed drawn to him. And then she’d been embarrassed to be caught staring, which said a lot. She’d looked so pretty with her pinkened cheeks and flustered air.

It was the second time today he’d almost kissed her. Once at the foot of the stairs, when she was close enough for him to brush a loose strand of hair off her cheek. And then again right here in front of this mirror. Seeing how she looked at him. Almost inviting a kiss...

He’d thought about it, anyway.

He thought about it rather a lot.

If he had the chance again, he wasn’t going to let it pass by. That was for sure.

He wanted to give Rose time to adjust, to respect her needs and wants. His lady. And he was supposed to be her gent.

But perhaps one small kiss would be acceptable.

He knew now she wasn’t unaffected by him. That alone was enough to give him hope, when hope was wearing thin. She’d talked about doubts, and she’d talked about not expecting a love match. Worse, she’d talked about being practical. How he hated that word. When applied to marriage, anyway. To be honest, he saw now he’d overreacted. He’d feared she was having second thoughts. That she was about to change her mind and leave him before they ever really got started.

So that was what he’d heard in her words.

Looking back, she hadn’t said one word about leaving. She hadn’t mentioned booking a train ticket to take her away. In fact, she’d baked the most delicious bread he’d ever tasted—no small compliment—for him.

She’d run up here in a panic when she thought he’d hurt himself.

She’d pushed past any anxiety about being in his presence, in his room, and tended his cut. He could still feel the tantalizing soft presence of her body near his, the pressure of her hand through the towel against his cheek. She’d offered to shave him.

Maybe he should have let her.

Pride had stepped in the way—when he could have had her hovering close, taking tender care of him. Pride was pretty stupid sometimes.

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