The Oregon Pursuit_Christian Western Historical by Jenna Brandt

Author:Jenna Brandt [Brandt, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Pierre had come to the party expecting to win Amelie over and show her he wanted to fix what was broken between them. He had not expected to find her tucked into the arms of the McCoy boy when he walked through the door. It had been all he could do to maintain a civil response when he greeted them instead of thumping the smug boy in the face.

Pierre had watched Amelie for a response, trying to gage whether she was a willing participant. He hoped it was all a charade, but he was unable to decipher what her intent was in allowing that boy to hold her so close.

Immediately, he had entered the large parlor, which had been set up as with tables filled with mounds of hors d'oeuvres, decadent pastries, and several types of punches. Pierre glanced around and looked for the bar. When he didn’t see one, he stopped one of the passing servants and asked, “Pardon, but where might I get a glass of champagne?”

“The Moores don’t partake of cocktails and maintain a temperance of alcohol at all their parties. There are, however, several punches, sun teas, and lemonades. May I get you a glass of one of those?”

Eyeing the table with the beverages, Pierre shook his head. “No need. I am capable of obtaining my own drink.” He had forgotten in some regions of America, a push towards temperance of alcohol had become commonplace. In addition, the Moores were devout Christians, and like many of their faith, it seemed they choose to abstain from alcoholic consumption. Pierre let out a deep exhale. It was going to be a long night indeed if he had to witness the interactions between Amelie and Matthew sober.

Grabbing a glass cup, he scooped two ladles full of the pink punch sitting in the center of the table. He lifted it to his lips and found the drink to be fruity and surprisingly pleasant. It might not take the edge off the night, but at least it tasted good. Of course, he should not expect any less from the keen presentation Mrs. Moore’s standards demanded.

Pierre turned around to watch as new guests entered the room. A few moments later, William escorted Debbey into the area. His friend had a massive smile on his face as he led her over to one of the sets of chairs in the eastern corner of the room. He deposited her there, said something which made Debbey laugh, and then headed over to where Pierre stood by the table.

“Pierre, what are you doing standing over here all by yourself? Why don’t you come join us?”

Pierre peeked over at Debbey, who was intently watching William. There was no way he wanted to interrupt whatever was going on between the two of them. “Thank you for the offer, but you don’t need me as a distraction. You should head back over and continue wooing the charming Miss McCoy.”

After pouring two glasses of punch, William turned and winked at his friend.

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