Ginger Gold Mystery Box Set 3 by Lee Strauss

Author:Lee Strauss [Strauss, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781988677293
Publisher: La Plume Press
Published: 2019-11-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Mary Blythe did look a bit green.

“Perhaps you should sit down,” Ginger said as she gently guided the bride-to-be past the roses and into a pew.

Mary leaned forward to put her head between her legs. Her hand went to her hat, and for a second, Ginger feared she was going to rip it off to capture her vomit.

“Do you need to lie down? I believe there’s a settee in Oliver’s office.”

“No, I’m fine.” Mary lifted her head and pressed a folded handkerchief on her damp forehead. “I wanted to elope,” she confessed. “I have a nervous stomach and hate being the centre of attention.”

Oh, mercy.

“You’ll be so happy once it’s over,” Ginger said. “Try to think about that instead. Are you going on a wedding journey?”

“Oh, Lord.” Mary bounded out of the pew and ran out of the sanctuary, turning in the direction of the ladies.

“She must really love Reverend Hill,” Felicia said. “Clearly, she’s afraid of crowds.”

She’s afraid of something, Ginger thought, regretting that she had brought up the wedding night. The whole idea of physical intimacy could be overwhelming when one was young and inexperienced. Ginger remembered her first night with Daniel—

“Ginger?”

Ginger snapped out of her reverie. “Yes, Felicia?”

“Shall we go?”

“Yes, but I’d like to say hello to Oliver first,” Ginger said. She was surprised that he hadn’t made an appearance. Oh dear. She hoped he didn't have cold feet.

“We’ll wait for you at your motorcar,” William added. Ginger nodded, relieved that William hadn’t insisted on coming with her to speak to Oliver. He’d once confessed to feeling envious of Ginger’s friendship with his old friend, and if Oliver hadn’t been engaged to be married, William said he might’ve felt threatened.

Even so, Ginger questioned William’s possessiveness but extended grace for his behaviour. He was likely still feeling the pinch of her rejection of his proposal and was silently licking his wounds.

The door to Oliver’s office was closed, and Ginger knocked. “Oliver? It’s Ginger.”

Her announcement was met with the shuffling sound of Oliver’s chair being scraped across the floor. He flung the door open, eyes darting down the hall past Ginger, then waved her in. His actions reminded her of more than one situation during the war when Ginger had made clandestine assignations, though Oliver was far too animated to be mistaken for a true secret service man.

“Oliver? Is everything all right?” Ginger was starting to feel like a parrot with the question.

“Yes, no, I don’t know!” Oliver folded his long legs and collapsed into his chair. He ran a hand over his red curls, which were escaping the oil that usually restrained them.

Ginger took the chair facing his desk. “Do you have cold feet? It’s quite normal if you do.”

“That must be it. Cold feet. Yes. Mary, she’s a sweet girl. She’s so nervous; I can’t help but wonder if she wants to go through with it. I’ve given her an option to not go through with it, but she insists she wants to marry me.”

“Do you want to marry her?”

“Ginger, the wedding is in two days!”

“It’s not too late.

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