Shameless by Jennifer Blake

Author:Jennifer Blake [Blake, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780759246287
Google: Me9iwTRhHdsC
Amazon: 0759246289
Goodreads: 2767345
Publisher: Ivy Books
Published: 1994-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

You realize my side of the family just got made illegitimate retroactively?”

Cammie turned toward her in the dimness. “I know it does, and I’m sorry. But surely it can’t matter, not now.”

“Not to you. You’ve got the name and the big house—and maybe even the mill.”

The undercurrent of envy, faint and coated with humor though it was, sounded plain in the other woman’s voice.

“By accident of birth only,” Cammie objected. “I can’t take any credit, so I don’t see why I should have to take the blame.”

“Nice, too,” well moaned, “and so gorgeous you’ve got men fighting over you. I can’t stand it.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Cammie said, reaching for her wineglass.

“You didn’t know? My ever-humming grapevine tells me Keith and Reid had it out in Keith’s office a few days back. Keith got the worst of it.”

“What do you mean?” Cammie said sharply, pausing with her wine suspended halfway to her lips.

“A black eye, a bloody nose, and a two cracked ribs,” well said succinctly.

“Reid wouldn’t—” Cammie began, then stopped. He had mentioned something about talking to Keith. Maybe the discussion had got a little out of hand. When she spoke again, she said, “Who was out spreading this story? One of the mill secretaries?”

“Actually, I think it was Vona Hutton. Gordon came home raving about it, and poor Vona caught the fallout. Naturally, she had to tell somebody, just to relieve her hurt feelings. She was due to help decorate the church down at the First Baptist. That did it.”

The source seemed unimpeachable, but still Cammie sat frowning. The whole thing didn’t fit with what she knew of Reid’s formidable self-control. It was always possible, of course, that he hadn’t wanted to control himself.

well stayed until she’d finished her drink and the lights inside the club across the way began to go out. As they rehashed the news well had brought, Cammie thought that her friend would have liked to delve a little deeper into what was behind it. She wasn’t sure what held well back, but she doubted it was discretion.

Cammie walked well down to the dock. They said good night, then well climbed down into her boat and started the trolling motor. Cammie released the line holding the boat and tossed it into the stern. Then, just before well reached back to put the motor in gear, she stopped.

“So what are you going to do if the records don’t turn up and there’s no way to prove you own the mill?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Cammie answered. “I never saw anything to show that I owned it in the first place.”

There was a slowly widening gap of water between the boat and the wooden dock.

The idling motor made a low hum. well spoke across both. “Yeah.

Well, I can think of a lot of people who would like to be sure no proof ever shows up, not with you wanting to stop the expansion. Also, a lot of people besides me who won’t like having their family tree chopped up for kindling wood.

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