Her Prince Charming: An Inspirational Romance by Faith Austen

Author:Faith Austen [Austen, Faith]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2015-07-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Sara

We walked back to the cottages together in comfortable silence. I hadn’t had much of a chance to explore the resort since I’d gotten there between being with James and my obligations for the wedding. I was looking forward to being alone with James again.

It seemed like he’d been thinking the same thing considering the way he’d brought up taking a walk. The more time I spent with him, the more I was coming to believe that he really did want to be with me outside of fixing his tarnished reputation.

We stopped by my cottage only long enough for me to take off my sandals and leave them just inside the door. James took my arm in his and led me down the path, bringing me to a walkway that wound through the gardens lit only by fairy lights and the moon this late in the evening. Here and there I caught glimpses of other couples enjoying the evening, but for the most part we were alone.

After a few minutes of walking, we turned a corner and came face to face with a uniformed waiter. When he saw us, his posture straightened and he said,

“Sir, everything is ready.” Then, waving us forward with a flourish, he disappeared.

I turned to look at James in surprise. “What is this?” I asked.

“Go in and see,” he answered with a mysterious smile.

I walked down the narrow path the waiter had been blocking, the trimmed edges of tall bushes brushing my bare arms. Just as the close quarters were starting to feel uncomfortable, I stepped into a clearing straight from a fairy tale.

Before me was a blanket spread across the grass in the center of a circular wall of bushes decorated with the same tiny lights that hung through the rest of the garden. Here they were thick enough to illuminate the clearing in a golden, dreamy glow.

A picnic basket sat on the blanket, the neck of a champagne bottle sticking through the half-open lid. Beside the basket, a bouquet of tulips and lilies lay bound with the wide, white ribbon.

I looked from the scene before me to James and back again. He ducked his head just a little. If I didn’t know better I might have thought he was embarrassed.

“You did this?” I asked. “For me?”

“For us. And yes. Sort of.” He gestured for me to sit on the blanket, giving me his hand so he could help me down. I arranged my skirt over my legs as he explained. “I told Melissa exactly what I wanted and she arranged it. I would have done it myself, but-”

“There wasn’t any time,” I said. I didn’t make a difference whether he’d had the idea and delegated or done everything with his own hands. He’d thought of this and made it happen. I’d never seen anything so romantic. Taking a seat beside me, James reached for the champagne bottle, opening it with expert hands.

“I know you don’t drink often,” he said. “And you already had a glass this morning, plus wine with dinner.

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