The Glassblower by Laurie Alice Eakes

Author:Laurie Alice Eakes [Eakes, Laurie Alice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781607429180
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Goodreads: 16475959
Publisher: Barbour Publishing
Published: 2009-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

ten

Meg screamed and darted for the road. Her flying skirt tangled in her legs, sending her tumbling to the ground. Gravel stung her hands and knees, and the horse’s flailing hooves filled her vision.

“I got you.” Colin lifted her aside, as though she weighed no more than the kitten, then he lunged past her and bumped his shoulder against the horse’s massive flank.

The animal whinnied and leaped aside. The rider shouted a protest.

Dodging another thrashing hoof, Colin snatched up the kitten, then he turned to offer Meg a hand. “Are you all right then, lass?” His fingers were warm, hard, and strong around hers. A firm, reassuring hand with strength enough in the arm to lift her with a gentle tug.

Meg clung to him, swaying a bit and gazing into his face with awe. “You saved my silly kitten.”

“And probably crippled my horse.” Joseph Pyle stalked toward them, his face red, his blue eyes flashing. “What nonsense were you about, man?”

“Saving the wee beastie for the lady.” Colin gave Joseph a gentle smile, though a muscle in his jaw flexed. “Your horse nigh trampled the silly creature.”

“And there are ten more where those came from, but there are few finer horses between here and Charleston.”

“I would not ken about the horses,” Colin said. “But I do ken that Miss Jordan has a fondness for this mite.”

“And I have a fondness for—why are you touching her?” If possible, Joseph’s face darkened further, making his eyes appear to lose all color in contrast.

Meg met those pale eyes without flinching and gripped Colin’s hand more tightly. “I tripped on my skirt and fell, and now he’s making sure I’m steady.”

And she loved the excuse to hold his hand again.

“Release him.” Joseph’s words sounded like the bark of an angry dog. “You demean yourself, Margaret.”

“I will in a moment.” She still felt off balance, lightheaded—more from Joseph’s words than the fall and close call with the kitten. “A strong hand for support is welcome.”

She glanced at Joseph’s long, elegant hand clad in a buttery leather glove.

“You may take my arm.” He held out the appendage. “I’ll walk you home. Grassick, take my horse to my farm.”

Meg didn’t move. Every fiber in her being rebelled at taking orders from Joseph and against him for giving Colin directives like he was a groom.

Colin didn’t stir either, other than to shift his gaze from Joseph to her.

“Have you two lost your hearing?” Joseph demanded.

“I heard you perfectly well, Joseph.” Meg worked to keep her tone even.

“Then stop making a fool of yourself and come home before this storm breaks.”

“You’d best go, lass.” Colin squeezed her fingers and released her hand. “And perhaps take this kitten into the house so he can’t wander so far afield.” He placed the trembling feline in her hands.

“Thank you. That will have to wait until I’m home again.” She cradled the cat against her throat and gave Colin one more glance. She wanted to speak to him, tell him things about herself and God and hopes and anything that came to mind.

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