Heather Graham's Christmas Treasures by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham [Graham, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0692320228
Publisher: 13Thirty Books, LLP
Published: 2014-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Kaitlin didn't arrive at Three Mills until the end of May.

Shane and Daniel left in time to avoid the most wicked weather of the season. By the time that Kaitlin should have been on her way, the winter had become so harsh that Shane had sent a telegraph advising her to hold off her travel plans for a while.

Kaitlin had stared at the telegraph for a long time, wondering if he wasn't sorry about the whole thing already. He'd left her on Christmas day.

It hadn't been that terrible a Christmas. She'd awakened to find him gone from the room, and a box beside her bed. Merry Christmas, the tag read. And inside of it had been a beautiful dress of red velvet and silk, a Christmas dress. There had been a note embedded in the folds, too. The fit may not be perfect, but it will get you through to do your own shopping.

It had seemed rather difficult to rise and to walk that morning. Her body was sore, but still so warm!

And just thinking of the night, she could flush so easily. She had told herself that it would be wretched, but that she had resolve, she was strong, she could endure.

But in the end...

The night just hadn't seemed so wretched. Maybe there had been Christmas magic around them. Something warm, something very giving. It should have been so horrible.

It was remarkably pleasant. It made her think of her new husband in an entirely different light. There was something in his touch...

Whatever it was, one minute it had made her dread to see him again and long to do so the next. For one, their leave taking hadn't been in the least romantic. She had tried to thank him, not so much for the dress, but because he'd given her a Christmas present. It had seemed like forever since she had received one.

But by morning, in the light of the day, the gold eyes had seemed shrewd and assessing once again each time they fell her way. "I'd hardly have my wife in rags," he told her bluntly.

"Nevertheless, thank you," she'd said primly. "I—I don't have a gift for you."

His smile was wicked, taunting. "Last night was quite a present in itself."

She turned from him quickly, feeling as if bristles rose at her nape. He knew she'd never been one of Leroux's women. But he still seemed to condemn her for the fact that she was there to begin with.

She had begun to feel more than anger or fascination toward him. More than the startling electricity that had seemed to surround them last night. He was giving her what she wanted. A home. A family. A different world. And he was a unique man. He was...

Handsome. Wonderfully strong, powerful. He was built beautifully, tight and lean, with rippling muscles that were whipcord-hard and vibrant. That night, even when he had merely left the room, she had found herself remembering the feel of his arms, the heat of his flesh next to hers, the encompassing breadth of his shoulders.

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