The Patriot Bride by Kimberley Woodhouse

Author:Kimberley Woodhouse [Woodhouse, Kimberley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781683226062
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2018-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

She stood at the bottom of the stairs and shook. The nerve of that man!

“Madam?” Clayton’s voice was soft behind her. “May I get you anything? Perhaps you would like to sit for a few moments?”

“Is he gone?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“And the door is locked?”

“Quite soundly.”

She closed her eyes for a second. “Perhaps a cup of tea would be good. I am quite upset from that…that man.” She wanted to spit his name or, even better, punch him and wipe the smug smile off his face. She’d had plenty of practice when she was younger, and she knew she could knock the man off his feet if necessary. She should probably ask forgiveness for such horrid thoughts, but it was the truth. Even if ladies weren’t supposed to go around punching gentlemen in the face.

Putting a hand to her forehead, Faith prayed. Lord, please keep that man away from me so I don’t resort to violence. You know it’s for his sake and not mine.

Even as riled as she was, she had to admit that his oily demeanor made her skin crawl. She would go so far as to say that it struck a chord of fear within her. What would the ladies say if they knew what the man had come to say today?

Clayton appeared at her side. “Let us go into the parlor, ma’am. Sylvia is preparing you some tea.”

His gentle hand behind her back led her like she was a small child. Once she sat in the chair, he hovered over her. “Would you like me to call for Mrs. White? Or perhaps all of the ladies?”

Faith looked down at her hands. They were white from being clenched into balled fists. And they shook. She took a deep breath. “I think you better, Clayton. It will take them a bit to get here, and after I have had some tea and a chance to calm down, I will need them here to help me decide the best way to proceed.”

“Good, good.” Clayton headed out of the parlor, and Faith was sure she’d see the women begin to arrive within the hour.

Sylvia brought in a serving tray with a pot of tea and a cup and saucer. Her favorite china to boot. Her staff knew her well. After several sips, she felt her racing heart calm to a normal rhythm. It was then that she dissected Anthony’s words.

The man had had nothing to do with the Patriot cause before now. If he had, she would have known about it. She also knew from one of his first visits last year that he had boasted about his close relationship with King George. So how could a man that was granted land from the King of England now say that he was loyal to her cause—that of the Patriots. What did the man know?

If she didn’t know better, she’d think the man was a spy for the Loyalists. But it was clear that he was all bluster and smoke. Seeking to make himself look better in her eyes to win her attention.

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