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found what she needed, she cut herself a slice and sat down to enjoy it with her coffee. It wasn't her traditional fare at breakfast time, but beggars can't be choosers. Then, of course, she had to face the cold hard fact that she couldn't cook. She'd better enjoy the pie while she could.
Levi came through the front door. “There you are, beautiful! I'm glad you finally decided to get up.”
“Get up? How long have you been awake?”
“Hours!” he said as he held his arms wide for emphasis.
So, she thought to herself. The battle had already begun. He certainly didn't waste any time. “What time is it?”
He pulled a pocket watch out and opened it. “Seven-thirty. I've been up since three-thirty.”
“Three-thirty? I don't even know if Harrison and Colin get up that early.”
“Maybe that's because they have wives who share their bed, and have a reason to stay in them longer,” he said as he approached the table. “What are you eating?”
“Pie.”
“For breakfast? Why?”
“Because it's all there is. You put the food away and I haven't the slightest idea where. I was hungry, so I went for the first thing I found.”
Levi pulled out a small piece of paper, and what could hardly be described as a pencil, out of his shirt pocket. “Let's see now, I anticipated you would either go for the pie or the eggs, if you were able to find them, but knew you'd hit the pie first because it was the easiest. That’s one more point for me which brings the score to seven to four.”
“What? It certainly does not! I had at least five points last night!”
Levi's eyes roamed over her. “Seven to five, then. I'm in a generous mood this morning.”
Fina's mouth dropped open in shock. “Generous? Well, I never…” She turned away from him, her frustration rising, and then spun back. “Levi Stone,” she began, her chin held high. “By the end of the day, I shall have not only caught up to you, but will have surpassed you in these ridiculous points of yours.” She stood and shoved past him to the stairs, stomped up to the bedroom, and slammed the door.
Levi wrapped his arms around his stomach and tried to keep his laughter from erupting like a volcano. He'd really gotten under her skin that time. If he teased her hard enough, he could keep the temptation she wrought at bay. But would he be able to last? And what about Fella? Would she be able to hold up under his sense of humor? She was feisty, that was for sure. But would it be enough? And if not, they were right back to square one and he knew he couldn't last. He'd have to have her.
He had to find another way to give her the time she needed. He wanted her to be comfortable with him, to trust him; but, more importantly, he wanted her to desire him,
as much as he desired her, if that was possible.
But wait a minute; didn't his new little bride have some sort of hobby she enjoyed? Seems he heard something down at the mercantile about the three sisters and their differing pursuits. He eyed the staircase and smiled. Maybe if he kept her preoccupied with one of her hobbies, he could better preoccupy himself with work in the running of his farm, such as it was. The thought had merit. Yes, that's what he’d do. After breakfast, he'd find out just what sort of passions and pursuits his wife had.
Seven
Fina stomped into the bedroom and fumed. Drat the man!
She glared at the dresser and sucked in a breath. If she wasn't melting at his every touch, she was fighting the urge to slap him! She had to get a hold of herself! Besides, if she didn't, he’d win the day and she couldn't have that. She was too far behind as it was.
She tried to open the drawer that contained the mysterious book, but no luck. It was stuck hard. She grumbled, placed her hands on her hips, and let her eyes wander the room. She had to find something, anything that would tell her more about the man she married. She went to the bed and looked under the mattress. Nothing. She
Levi came through the front door. “There you are, beautiful! I'm glad you finally decided to get up.”
“Get up? How long have you been awake?”
“Hours!” he said as he held his arms wide for emphasis.
So, she thought to herself. The battle had already begun. He certainly didn't waste any time. “What time is it?”
He pulled a pocket watch out and opened it. “Seven-thirty. I've been up since three-thirty.”
“Three-thirty? I don't even know if Harrison and Colin get up that early.”
“Maybe that's because they have wives who share their bed, and have a reason to stay in them longer,” he said as he approached the table. “What are you eating?”
“Pie.”
“For breakfast? Why?”
“Because it's all there is. You put the food away and I haven't the slightest idea where. I was hungry, so I went for the first thing I found.”
Levi pulled out a small piece of paper, and what could hardly be described as a pencil, out of his shirt pocket. “Let's see now, I anticipated you would either go for the pie or the eggs, if you were able to find them, but knew you'd hit the pie first because it was the easiest. That’s one more point for me which brings the score to seven to four.”
“What? It certainly does not! I had at least five points last night!”
Levi's eyes roamed over her. “Seven to five, then. I'm in a generous mood this morning.”
Fina's mouth dropped open in shock. “Generous? Well, I never…” She turned away from him, her frustration rising, and then spun back. “Levi Stone,” she began, her chin held high. “By the end of the day, I shall have not only caught up to you, but will have surpassed you in these ridiculous points of yours.” She stood and shoved past him to the stairs, stomped up to the bedroom, and slammed the door.
Levi wrapped his arms around his stomach and tried to keep his laughter from erupting like a volcano. He'd really gotten under her skin that time. If he teased her hard enough, he could keep the temptation she wrought at bay. But would he be able to last? And what about Fella? Would she be able to hold up under his sense of humor? She was feisty, that was for sure. But would it be enough? And if not, they were right back to square one and he knew he couldn't last. He'd have to have her.
He had to find another way to give her the time she needed. He wanted her to be comfortable with him, to trust him; but, more importantly, he wanted her to desire him,
as much as he desired her, if that was possible.
But wait a minute; didn't his new little bride have some sort of hobby she enjoyed? Seems he heard something down at the mercantile about the three sisters and their differing pursuits. He eyed the staircase and smiled. Maybe if he kept her preoccupied with one of her hobbies, he could better preoccupy himself with work in the running of his farm, such as it was. The thought had merit. Yes, that's what he’d do. After breakfast, he'd find out just what sort of passions and pursuits his wife had.
Seven
Fina stomped into the bedroom and fumed. Drat the man!
She glared at the dresser and sucked in a breath. If she wasn't melting at his every touch, she was fighting the urge to slap him! She had to get a hold of herself! Besides, if she didn't, he’d win the day and she couldn't have that. She was too far behind as it was.
She tried to open the drawer that contained the mysterious book, but no luck. It was stuck hard. She grumbled, placed her hands on her hips, and let her eyes wander the room. She had to find something, anything that would tell her more about the man she married. She went to the bed and looked under the mattress. Nothing. She
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