White River Song by Frances Devine

Author:Frances Devine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

twelve

“Here, let me wrap this blanket around you, my dear.” Tuck blushed as Sam spread the thick gray blanket across her legs and tucked it a little too closely for her comfort.

“Sam, the blanket is fine. Please. Leave it alone.” Tuck scooted away and tugged the blanket loose. Didn’t he understand propriety at all?

“Sorry, I simply don’t want you to be cold. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” Sam’s eyes darkened, a warning he was irritated. Well, so was she.

“Where are we going? It’s too cold for a buggy ride, anyway. We should have stayed home and played games with Ma and Pa and Addy.” Tuck’s heart thumped hard and fast. What was wrong with her? This was Sam and he loved her. Of course he didn’t mean to be inappropriate.

“Must you spend all your time with your family, Abigail?” he snapped. “Can’t we ever have time to ourselves? Even for a simple ride in the countryside?”

She stared at him. Was she being unreasonable or was he? She enjoyed doing things with her family. But if she was going to be Sam’s wife, she would need to put his wishes first. And he had made it plain he didn’t like being around them a lot. What if he refused to let her spend time with them after they were married? Of course, he hadn’t actually asked her to marry him, but she was certain he would soon. Maybe that’s why he wanted to be alone now.

She brightened and sat up straight, placing a hand on his forearm. “I’m sorry. I’m being selfish. Of course I want to spend time with you.”

“Well, that’s more like it.” He placed his hand over hers and smiled. His glance intensified as he looked deep into her eyes, but the expression that used to send thrills through her only made her uneasy.

Sam flicked the reins and drove to the river, following the old horse path that rumor said was an old Indian trail.

“Where will the White River Line tracks be, Sam? Will we still have access to the river?” Tuck shivered. She couldn’t imagine not going fishing with Rafe. Confusion washed over her. She wouldn’t be allowed to fish or float on the river with Rafe much longer. Or do anything with him for that matter. Not when she was Sam’s wife.

“I know absolutely nothing about the railroad except it’s a lot more comfortable riding in trains than on horseback or in coaches clear across the country.” He softened his tone and smiled. “You would love the train. They even have dining cars where they serve the finest cuisine.”

She laughed as she tried to visualize eating on the train. “How good can food be cooked in a moving car? I’ll bet it’s not nearly as good as Ma’s chicken. And Sam, have you ever eaten trout cooked over an open fire? There’s absolutely nothing like it.”

His face wrinkled with distaste. “No, I haven’t and have no intention of trying it. Really, Abigail. Have you no desire at all for the finer things of life?”

She sighed.

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