bad things to my mind. He took a deep breath and followed her pretty little backside into the dining room.
Finding an empty seat at the table, he eased into the chair.
The good china was out, with some nice silver and even some pretty wildflowers in a glass vase to compliment the tablecloth. He hadn’t sat at a Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.
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regular dining table in a long time. It made him a bit uncomfortable when he eyed all the delicate things in the room, from the curtains to the china and the cloth napkins on the table. He’d forgotten a well-to-do family in Boston raised her, so she would be comfortable in a setting like this, but he wasn’t.
Lily came back through the doorway of the kitchen, carrying a heavy serving tray with chicken, beautifully fried to a perfect golden brown, and placed it in front of him. While she bent over the table to set the dish down, his eyes took in a wonderful display of bosom revealed to his appreciative male gaze. The dress obviously had been made specifically to catch a man’s attention, and catch it, it did.
She stopped at the back of her chair and he scrambled to his feet to hold it for her. Positioned behind her this way, he caught the hint of lavender again, and he groaned softly.
Peeking over her shoulder, she asked, “Is there something wrong?”
“Uh… no, everything is fine,” he mumbled, sitting back down in his chair. “This looks wonderful. I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Actually, I’m a pretty good cook, if I do say so myself. I used to bother the cooks back home to teach me, so I’ve learned to cook several things. I love to experiment in the kitchen.”
His gaze moved to her lips, and his mind raced to a conclusion he was sure he shouldn’t be thinking at all with her innocent words. She didn’t mean what his mind conjured up, and he almost groaned aloud again.
“Would you mind if I have a little more of that whiskey?”
“No, of course not.” She reached for the bottle and refilled his glass before handing it back to him. His hand shook slightly when he reached for it.
This is going to be a very long night. He took the glass and swallowed the entire contents in one gulp.
She placed her napkin in her lap and grasped her fork as he set the glass back down on the table. “Now, shall we discuss the children?”
“Children?” he squeaked, his voice rasping like he hadn’t spoken in a very long time. His mind had gone completely blank. He tried to pull his scattered thoughts back to the matter at hand instead of on how her lips might taste.
“Yes. The children, your children." She looked at him with a patient smile. "You know, Johnny, Jarod and Anne?”
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“Yes,” he said, trying to focus on his meal. “The children. I’m sorry. My mind was elsewhere.”
“Why don’t you tell me more about your wife? I’m actually very curious about her. Johnny has told me a few things, but maybe you could shed some light on her personality and such.”
He shot her a piercing glance. Damn it! Why does she have to prod?
Why can't she leave well enough alone?
Standing quickly, he moved toward the window and stared out into the darkness. He really didn't want to share things about Victoria, but before he knew it, he was telling Lily everything.
“Victoria was a very beautiful girl with her long, blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. All the men in the area sought out her attention, but she only had eyes for me. We had been sweethearts for so long. It seemed only natural for us to be married, so when we were old enough, we did. I bought the land out where our house now stands right before we got married and started building our place. She was so excited to have her own house. Her parents had been kind of poor, so she didn’t
Finding an empty seat at the table, he eased into the chair.
The good china was out, with some nice silver and even some pretty wildflowers in a glass vase to compliment the tablecloth. He hadn’t sat at a Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.
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regular dining table in a long time. It made him a bit uncomfortable when he eyed all the delicate things in the room, from the curtains to the china and the cloth napkins on the table. He’d forgotten a well-to-do family in Boston raised her, so she would be comfortable in a setting like this, but he wasn’t.
Lily came back through the doorway of the kitchen, carrying a heavy serving tray with chicken, beautifully fried to a perfect golden brown, and placed it in front of him. While she bent over the table to set the dish down, his eyes took in a wonderful display of bosom revealed to his appreciative male gaze. The dress obviously had been made specifically to catch a man’s attention, and catch it, it did.
She stopped at the back of her chair and he scrambled to his feet to hold it for her. Positioned behind her this way, he caught the hint of lavender again, and he groaned softly.
Peeking over her shoulder, she asked, “Is there something wrong?”
“Uh… no, everything is fine,” he mumbled, sitting back down in his chair. “This looks wonderful. I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Actually, I’m a pretty good cook, if I do say so myself. I used to bother the cooks back home to teach me, so I’ve learned to cook several things. I love to experiment in the kitchen.”
His gaze moved to her lips, and his mind raced to a conclusion he was sure he shouldn’t be thinking at all with her innocent words. She didn’t mean what his mind conjured up, and he almost groaned aloud again.
“Would you mind if I have a little more of that whiskey?”
“No, of course not.” She reached for the bottle and refilled his glass before handing it back to him. His hand shook slightly when he reached for it.
This is going to be a very long night. He took the glass and swallowed the entire contents in one gulp.
She placed her napkin in her lap and grasped her fork as he set the glass back down on the table. “Now, shall we discuss the children?”
“Children?” he squeaked, his voice rasping like he hadn’t spoken in a very long time. His mind had gone completely blank. He tried to pull his scattered thoughts back to the matter at hand instead of on how her lips might taste.
“Yes. The children, your children." She looked at him with a patient smile. "You know, Johnny, Jarod and Anne?”
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“Yes,” he said, trying to focus on his meal. “The children. I’m sorry. My mind was elsewhere.”
“Why don’t you tell me more about your wife? I’m actually very curious about her. Johnny has told me a few things, but maybe you could shed some light on her personality and such.”
He shot her a piercing glance. Damn it! Why does she have to prod?
Why can't she leave well enough alone?
Standing quickly, he moved toward the window and stared out into the darkness. He really didn't want to share things about Victoria, but before he knew it, he was telling Lily everything.
“Victoria was a very beautiful girl with her long, blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. All the men in the area sought out her attention, but she only had eyes for me. We had been sweethearts for so long. It seemed only natural for us to be married, so when we were old enough, we did. I bought the land out where our house now stands right before we got married and started building our place. She was so excited to have her own house. Her parents had been kind of poor, so she didn’t
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