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demanded.
Higgins’s eyes met Max’s for the first time. “I believe that’s something you should be asking Mrs. Farmer about, not me.” Higgins’s face was hard and unmoving. It was obvious to Max he’d get no information from the man.
Max shook his head, obviously angry at the butler’s refusal to answer his questions. “I need to know what’s happened between you and my wife.”
“Your wife is my employer, sir. She is a good woman who inspires loyalty in those who work for her. If you need to know more than that, I suggest you ask her, not me.” Higgins turned his back on Max and stalked off down the hall as if angry.
Max clenched his fist at his side. What right did Higgins have to be angry when Max was the one who was being kept in the dark? Did the man not realize he was a servant in his home?
*****
Max had arranged for his partner to manage the lumber mill for the first few days after his wedding. He’d wanted to be able to show Harriett around Seattle and enjoy their time together. That first day after the wedding, he took her sailing. Even with as close as she’d lived to the ocean all her life, she’d never been on a sailboat. She was enchanted by the waves and the sail’s rigging. They sailed to one of the islands across the bay and had a picnic lunch there.
“I never thought I’d be able to leave the East, but it’s beautiful here,” she told him honestly.
“I love the area. You just have to get used to the rain.”
“Does it rain a lot?” She realized then she knew very little about her new home. She hadn’t cared where she was going as long as she was marrying a good man.
He nodded. “It rains all the time here.” He reached out and took her sandwich from her, taking a big bite of it. He’d already finished the two he’d had the cook pack for him. “I need to keep my energy up for later,” he explained.
She frowned. “What happens later?”
He wiggled his brows in a way that left her in no doubt as to what he was thinking. Sure enough as soon as she’d finished eating and packed up the picnic basket, he took her hand and pulled her toward a copse of trees. She followed behind him laughing.
They had seen no one since they’d gotten to the island, but she was still wary. “We can’t do this outside!” she protested as he kissed her.
He laughed. “Sure we can. Let me show you how.” He pulled her down to the ground and onto his lap, kissing her passionately.
“Not here!” She couldn’t bear the idea of someone seeing them.
He sighed. “Are you really going to make me wait until we get home?” He took her hand and pressed it against his erection. “What about this?”
She pulled her hand away as if she’d been burned. “As far as I can tell, that’s the state you’re always in.” She knew it was a cheeky thing to say and watched him to see if he was angry.
He laughed. “Only when you’re around.” His lips pressed against her throat.
She pulled back, shaking her head. “Can we please wait until we get home?” She was half-afraid to deny him, but even more worried about being discovered.
He nodded , a sad look on his face. “I guess so, but only if you’re willing to go straight to bed when we get home.”
She blushed. “But what about the servants?” How would she ever be able to face Higgins again?
“We’ll tell them I kept you up all night making love to you and you desperately need a nap?”
She shook her head emphatically. “I don’t think so.” She did her best to keep her straight face and not giggle at his suggestion.
“We’ll tell them that I’m completely and hopelessly head over heels in love with my wife and can’t stop ravishing her?”
She giggled but shook her head again.
“We’ll tell them that the morning on the water wore us out and we need a nap?”
She smiled, kissing him on the cheek. “That would
Higgins’s eyes met Max’s for the first time. “I believe that’s something you should be asking Mrs. Farmer about, not me.” Higgins’s face was hard and unmoving. It was obvious to Max he’d get no information from the man.
Max shook his head, obviously angry at the butler’s refusal to answer his questions. “I need to know what’s happened between you and my wife.”
“Your wife is my employer, sir. She is a good woman who inspires loyalty in those who work for her. If you need to know more than that, I suggest you ask her, not me.” Higgins turned his back on Max and stalked off down the hall as if angry.
Max clenched his fist at his side. What right did Higgins have to be angry when Max was the one who was being kept in the dark? Did the man not realize he was a servant in his home?
*****
Max had arranged for his partner to manage the lumber mill for the first few days after his wedding. He’d wanted to be able to show Harriett around Seattle and enjoy their time together. That first day after the wedding, he took her sailing. Even with as close as she’d lived to the ocean all her life, she’d never been on a sailboat. She was enchanted by the waves and the sail’s rigging. They sailed to one of the islands across the bay and had a picnic lunch there.
“I never thought I’d be able to leave the East, but it’s beautiful here,” she told him honestly.
“I love the area. You just have to get used to the rain.”
“Does it rain a lot?” She realized then she knew very little about her new home. She hadn’t cared where she was going as long as she was marrying a good man.
He nodded. “It rains all the time here.” He reached out and took her sandwich from her, taking a big bite of it. He’d already finished the two he’d had the cook pack for him. “I need to keep my energy up for later,” he explained.
She frowned. “What happens later?”
He wiggled his brows in a way that left her in no doubt as to what he was thinking. Sure enough as soon as she’d finished eating and packed up the picnic basket, he took her hand and pulled her toward a copse of trees. She followed behind him laughing.
They had seen no one since they’d gotten to the island, but she was still wary. “We can’t do this outside!” she protested as he kissed her.
He laughed. “Sure we can. Let me show you how.” He pulled her down to the ground and onto his lap, kissing her passionately.
“Not here!” She couldn’t bear the idea of someone seeing them.
He sighed. “Are you really going to make me wait until we get home?” He took her hand and pressed it against his erection. “What about this?”
She pulled her hand away as if she’d been burned. “As far as I can tell, that’s the state you’re always in.” She knew it was a cheeky thing to say and watched him to see if he was angry.
He laughed. “Only when you’re around.” His lips pressed against her throat.
She pulled back, shaking her head. “Can we please wait until we get home?” She was half-afraid to deny him, but even more worried about being discovered.
He nodded , a sad look on his face. “I guess so, but only if you’re willing to go straight to bed when we get home.”
She blushed. “But what about the servants?” How would she ever be able to face Higgins again?
“We’ll tell them I kept you up all night making love to you and you desperately need a nap?”
She shook her head emphatically. “I don’t think so.” She did her best to keep her straight face and not giggle at his suggestion.
“We’ll tell them that I’m completely and hopelessly head over heels in love with my wife and can’t stop ravishing her?”
She giggled but shook her head again.
“We’ll tell them that the morning on the water wore us out and we need a nap?”
She smiled, kissing him on the cheek. “That would
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