August (Prairie Grooms, #1) by Kit Morgan

Author:Kit Morgan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mail Order Bride Romance, mail order brides, western romance, Inspirational Western Romance, Christian western romance, historical romance, Christian Historical Romance, Sweet Western Romance
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2014-04-21T22:00:00+00:00

Eight

Penelope’s first thought was to slap him ... but then she felt the warmth and breadth of his chest pressed against hers, the feel of his hand now at the back of her head anchoring it in place. The kiss lasted only a second or two, but it felt like an eternity. His lips seared hers like the coal had Isaiah’s!

Even though it was not her first kiss – Eloise and Constance had exaggerated a bit about what one meant – it was by far the best. It also would surely be her last from this man, at least until they were married. After all, she had to set a good example for her sisters, and letting August kiss her like that wasn’t helping the cause.

He pulled away gently and gazed at her with the look of a schoolboy who knew he’d gotten away with a serious infraction. She gave thought to slapping him now, but all she could manage was to stare at him, her lips parted, her eyes locked on his amazing mouth.

One corner of that mouth turned up. “You look like you want me to kiss you again,” he whispered.

She swallowed hard. “Un ... unhand me.”

“You sure?”

“Mr. Bennett, this is ...”

“Nice?”

Her eyes darted to her sisters at the bottom of the stairs. They were staring at them open-mouthed. She glanced at Belle, who was not so easily shocked – she was glaring at August with as much matronly angst as she could muster. Which, given the circumstances, wasn’t much, as evidenced by her smile.

August caught the look, though, and let her go. “My apologies, Miss Red. I don’t know what came over me.”

“I do!” Constance said happily. “Now you have to get married!”

Penelope growled, at both her silly sister and her erstwhile fiancé. “My name, sir, is Miss Sayer.”

“No, I believe it’s ‘Mrs. Bennett’,” he corrected. “You heard your sister – we have to get married now.”

“August, don’t be such a scoundrel,” Belle scolded. “You’ll be married in a few days. Now behave yourself!”

He looked at her. “And I suppose Colin never stole a kiss from you?”

She blushed red and glared at him again.

“Uh-huh. I thought so.” He smiled and returned his attention to Penelope. “”I’m sorry if I shocked you,” he said. then leaned toward her and whispered, “though you did seem to enjoy it.”

Penelope’s mouth formed a perfect O, but no sound came out. She glanced toward where Constance and Eloise had been, but they had disappeared.

August took note, backed away from her and was down the stairs in the blink of an eye. “What’s the matter? What’s going on?” she called after him. She moved to follow, then belatedly realized her head was still spinning from the combination of her anger at his impertinence and her joy at that kiss, ye gods, that kiss ...

“Someone must be coming,” he said as he went out to the porch where Constance and Eloise had gone. A few seconds later, he poked his head back in. “Looks like Ryder.

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