Trusting the Tycoon by Marianne Spitzer

Author:Marianne Spitzer [Spitzer, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Wes stared at Delia across the table, not exactly sure how to comment on her last remark. Was she serious? Did she truly feel marrying him was a mistake? Maybe if he told her how he really felt she would understand but it might not be the best idea after all. He told her he married her to keep her safe and if he told her the truth now, he might lose her friendship. If he couldn't have her heart, he’d settle for friendship.

“Did you really mean what you just said?” Wes asked.

“Maybe, I'm not sure. Everything is so uncertain right now, and I'm worried that everything could go wrong. What exactly happens when the truth comes out,” Delia whispered.

Wes thought for a moment before he answered honestly, “I’m not sure, but right now you’re safe. The people in town know about us and will help you if Steffen comes around when I’m not with you. You need help. Don’t forget your stepmother’s cruelty. I think Steffen will be worse. When the time comes for truth, we will tell everyone together, and I will take the blame.”

“I can’t let you do that,” Delia insisted.

“Let’s not worry about it tonight. We’re about to have our wedding supper, and people will expect us to be happy.” He winked at Delia and made her smile for just a moment. He wished he could make her smile that way all the time.

Wes ordered steak and Delia ordered baked chicken. When their food arrived, Delia told Wes to eat his fill because she doubted her abilities in the kitchen.

“We don’t have any food at the house for you to ruin, remember,” Wes’ mischievous smile made Delia smile again.

“The order is supposed to arrive early tomorrow morning, and I suppose you’ll want something to eat. I’ll do my best not to burn it,” Delia teased, and then a grim smile crossed her face.

“What’s wrong?”

“Our cook at home gave me some basic lessons, and I think I’ll do all right, but the butcher delivered the meat. Wes, I can’t and won’t kill a chicken. I’ve never gathered eggs either. They came with the grocery delivery. We may have to live on bread and canned vegetables,” Delia admitted.

Wes shook his head slowly before looking back at Delia, “That’s a small problem. I’ll make sure we have fresh eggs and meat. Now, finish your meal so we can get home before dark. I don’t want to walk down that road in the dark with the snow making it slippery. We’ll worry about the rest of it later.”

Delia nodded and lifted a forkful of chicken to her lips. It was good. Much better than anything she could cook. Maybe Wes wouldn’t mind eating at the Hearth and Home or the café occasionally or quite often.

As they were finishing their meal, Millie came out with a small cake and two clean plates. “You can’t have a wedding supper without a cake,” she told them as she cut them each a slice.

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