Dancing with the Devil (The Devil to Pay Book 2) by Drewry Laura

Author:Drewry, Laura [Drewry, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Leisure Books
Published: 2011-04-13T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

“I can’t believe you’re walking upright after what happened this morning.” Kit swooped down on him the minute his boots hit the sidewalk.

“Go away.” Deacon kept walking, hoping against hope his sister would give up and go away. Of course she didn’t.

She skipped ahead of him and turned to walk backwards. Several people stopped to stare, but Deacon kept moving. Nosy humans.

“What are you going to do?”

“First thing I’m going to do is find some clean bandages.”

“I meant about the woman. She’s not making this very easy on you, is she?”

For the first time all morning, Deacon felt a genuine smile tug at his mouth. Rhea had never been one to make his life easy. She challenged him, not to be difficult, but simply because she knew he needed it.

Kit’s voice continued to grate in his ears. “You’d be better off just giving up and coming back with me now.”

Deacon grabbed her by the elbow and half-dragged her down a narrow alley between the feed store and the bank. When they were safely out of earshot of anyone walking by, he jabbed his finger toward her face.

“I came here for a purpose, Kit, and you being here is not helping.”

“I’m not here to help.” She stood toe to toe with him, her hands fisted on her hips and her green eyes shooting fire. “I’m here to make sure you remember where you belong.”

“Believe me, Kit, I know perfectly well where I belong, and once I’m done here, I’ll go back.” Deacon sighed. “Did you ever consider that I might be finished sooner if you’d stop interfering?”

“And did you ever consider that today’s turn with the whip was only a taste of what you’re bringing down on yourself?”

Of course he’d considered it; did she think he was a complete imbecile? From the moment Kit took him into the old feed store, he knew what to expect, and his father was nothing if not consistent. Those twenty lashes across Deacon’s back were merely a warning of what was to come if he prolonged his time with Rhea.

Kit’s fiery glare cooled slightly and her fists relaxed.

“Your punishment this morning must have left him feeling charitable,” she said quietly. “He’s giving you until the end of the week to finish this, not a minute more.”

The end of the week; the same time Judge Hicks was expected. Without another word, he left Kit standing in the alley, and hurried toward the store. He needed to find Rhea, needed to ease the frown from her mouth and wipe the tears from her eyes.

How was he ever going to win her trust and soothe her heart if he kept making her cry?

One step inside the store, he was met with the full force of Ernest’s hostility.

“Miss Rhea’s been crying,” he said, blocking Deacon from moving any further. “And nobody makes Miss Rhea cry.”

“Where is she?” He tried to brush by, but Ernest grabbed his jacket and held on. Deacon stopped, looked at the bunched edge of his new garment clutched in Ernest’s fist, and then up into the boy’s face.

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