New York Bride by Christine Sterling

Author:Christine Sterling [Sterling, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-29T05:00:00+00:00

Shay was overwhelmed by the dining room. When they descended the grand staircase into the dining room Shay was so overcome with emotion, she nearly tripped on the tiny heels and tumbled down the steps.

The dining room was bigger than the women’s steerage. It was surrounded by windows, which gave it the illusion of being an outdoor room. Shay kept a tight grip on the railing as they descended the stairs.

“I have never seen anything so grand before,” Shay said to Alyth as they approached the bottom of the steps.

“Remember what I showed you upstairs about the silverware. You’ll be fine. I totally understand why Mac is smitten with you. You have no airs.”

Shay didn’t know what that meant, but she took it as a compliment coming from the regal blonde.

As they approached the table, Shay’s breath hitched as she saw Mac standing at the table. His friends were handsome to be sure, but none of them captured her attention the way Mac did.

He looked at her with a half-grin on his face and Shay was lost. She couldn’t even find the correct words to speak.

“I hope you aren’t barefooted this time,” he said.

Shay lifted her skirt slightly to show him the beaded shoes Alyth let her wear. She gave a little twist of her ankle and laughed.

Caught up in the moment, she didn’t realize that folks were staring at them until Mac’s friend called to him.

“Let me assist you, Shannon,” he said gently taking her elbow.

She thought she might faint from the heat his hand transmitted through her jacket. She allowed him to hold the chair for her and tuck it under the table. She had never had anyone hold a chair for her before.

She was about to reach for the napkin display on a china plate when she glanced over to Alyth who gently shook her head. Shay made as if to pick up her goblet and take a sip of water instead.

“Your dress is exquisite,” Mac said to her. I don’t recall that in my sample case.”

“I can’t believe that Alyth put it together for me.”

“She did?”

Shay nodded. “She used the brown dress and then accented it with the green.” Mac’s eyes flew over to his sister. Alyth lifted her goblet in a mock toast. “She’s very talented.”

“I can see that,” he said. Shay leaned over and winced. “Are you alright, Shannon?”

“She didn’t have time to sew it,” she whispered. “So, every time I move, I get pricked.”

“You have pins in your dress?”

Shay nodded. Mac threw back his head and laughed. Shay thought she had never heard such a magical sound.

A man stopped at the table and picked up the napkin, laying it on Shay’s lap. “Cold carrot soup or consommé?” he asked.

Shay hesitated for a moment. It appeared that first-class passengers were served broth as well. She looked to the man who was carrying a tray of the soups. Even though the offerings looked more appetizing than the broth in steerage, her stomach sank. She prayed there weren’t any flour cakes.

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