Tame A Honeymoon Heart by Cynthia Woolf

Author:Cynthia Woolf
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firehouse Publishing
Published: 2014-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

June 20, 1893

At the home of Philip Nelson

The cab dropped them off on the curb in front of a mansion, the like of which Catherine had never seen. She wore her new brown dress and hat today. She’d wanted to look her best and not be seen as the country girl Duncan married. Walking into a house like this one put her on edge. If it was up to her, they’d have sent a note and gone home, but this was for Duncan. She would be here for him, so he could find out about his family.

He put her arm through the crook of his elbow, placed his hand on top of hers and together they walked up the front sidewalk to the door. Duncan lifted the door knocker and slammed it down twice.

A man in a black suit with a starched white shirt and white gloves answered the door. “May I help you?” he asked, with a distinctly English accent.

“We’re here to see Philip Nelson.”

“May I tell him who is calling?”

“Duncan and Catherine McKenzie.”

“Ah, Mr. McKenzie. I’ve been told to expect you and show you to the library when you arrived. If you will please follow me?”

They went in and the butler closed the door behind them. “This way, please,” he said as he walked in front of them down the long hall to the room at the end. He opened the door and ushered them inside the library. “Mr. Nelson shall be here shortly.” He left the room closing the door.

The library was clearly a man’s room, three times as large as their kitchen back home, which was the largest room in their house. Hardwood floors covered with a couple of Persian rugs, one in front of the fireplace and one in front of the huge, dark wood desk which dominated the room. There was a well-padded leather chair behind the desk and a beautiful lamp with a multi-colored glass shade on the desktop.

Across the room, in front of the fireplace were two overstuffed chairs in a solid, dark, green color. Between them, forming a conversation area, was a beautiful floral sofa, the only feminine touch she could see in the room. The bookshelves were floor to ceiling with a ladder on wheels attached at the top of the shelves beneath a rail that kept it from falling backward, but left it capable of easily moving along the shelves. Every shelf was full of leather bound books.

Catherine was admiring the rich, burgundy drapes, tied back with black sashes on each of the four, floor-to-ceiling windows, when the door opened. A tall man strode into the room. He was Duncan’s height and build, though he was younger by several years. His hair was dark brown, not black like Duncan’s and it wasn’t streaked with silver. But it was when he got close and Catherine saw his eyes that she knew for sure this man truly was Duncan’s brother. He had the exact shade of midnight blue eyes Duncan’s mother always said he and his father had shared.

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