The Dough Must Go On (Oxford Tearoom Mysteries ~ Book 9) by H.Y. Hanna

Author:H.Y. Hanna [Hanna, H.Y.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Wisheart Press
Published: 2018-09-07T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Well, this isn’t really my idea of a romantic date, but I suppose at least we’re spending a bit of time together,” said Devlin with a smile as he leaned back in one of the plush velvet seats of the auditorium.

I sat down next to him and laid my head on his shoulder for a moment. Devlin slipped an arm around me and pulled me close.

“I can’t remember the last time we went on a proper date,” I said. “And that drink at Quod doesn’t count.”

He sighed. “I know… it’s just been really crazy at work—”

“When is it not crazy at work? You told me things would get better after that last case was over—the one you cancelled our holiday for,” I reminded him with a dark look. “But as soon as that case was closed, you dived straight into a new one.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart—I know how disappointed you were about cancelling the trip to Malta.” Devlin looked at me with genuine contrition. “I really was going to take leave as soon as that investigation was completed. But that double murder in Wolvercote was just too big for me to ignore. The whole department was run ragged over that one—I couldn’t, in all conscience, ask for leave in the middle of that. And, of course, then this happened…” He indicated the stage in front of us. “Lara’s murder is a high-profile case and the Superintendent is putting pressure on me to have it wrapped up…”

“Which is the only reason I get to spend a bit of time with my boyfriend tonight,” I said wryly. “You’re only here so you can observe the suspects—”

“Well, no… I could have sent my sergeant or even one of the junior detective constables to sit through the show. It’s not really high priority.” Devlin tightened his arm, pulling me closer against him and turning his head so that his lips brushed my cheek. “But I wouldn’t want anyone else cuddling my favourite tearoom sleuth,” he added teasingly.

I laughed in spite of myself. It was hard to stay mad at Devlin when he was like this.

“Hey, you two lovebirds… mind if we join you?”

I looked up to see Cassie and Seth in the aisle.

“Cass! Seth!” I straightened up. “Great to see you.”

They dropped into the seats next to us. Seth looked wistfully at me and Devlin, and tentatively stretched out his arm, as if he’d like to put it around Cassie’s shoulders. Then he flushed and hurriedly withdrew it. I felt a pang of pity for him. Seth, like many men, longed to capture Cassie’s heart. The only difference was, he’d suffered for years in silence—ever since the time we’d all met as freshers in our first week at Oxford, actually—and despite yearning to tell her, he was too shy to express his feelings. Which left me awkwardly in the middle. Sometimes I was so frustrated by the stalemate that I wanted to tell Cassie myself, but I knew it was none of my business, really.

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