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tight? As for the girl, she peered out the corner of her eye at Jason without moving her head.
Neat trick , that.
The one time their gazes collided, the air sizzled with so much heat Margaret jumped up from the table so fast she startled everyone. It was either that or let the amusement show in her face, and that would never do. She grabbed a damp cloth and cleaned Emma’s hands and face.
“I’ll take her.” Jason stuffed his last bite of food into his mouth, scooted back from the table, and held out his hands. Emma gave a happy squeal and leaped into her father’s arms.
Sitting in his favorite chair, with Emma on his lap and Tyler and Janey on the floor, Jason read them a story. Margaret was amazed he could keep the lines straight as many times as he glanced up at the girl who had risen to help with the dishes.
As much as Margaret want ed her to stay, the girl appeared ready to drop, exhaustion written all over her pale face.
“Here now, you let m e clean this mess,” she told her mute companion. “You go on to bed, and I’ll see you in the morning.” A silent protest sparkled in her green eyes, and she shook her head. Margaret patted her shoulder. “You’ll feel like doing more in a few days.” Margaret ushered her toward her bedroom.
The children were asleep by the time she set the kitchen to rights. They always dozed off faster when Jason read to them. He carried each to their beds and joined Margaret at the table for a cup of coffee.
“You didn’t ask the girl very many questions at supper, in fact, I don’t remember a one. Did you find out all you needed to know?” Margaret teased.
“What do you mean by that?”
Had his cheeks turned pink?
“Oh, nothing.” This was better than she could have hoped for. Jason was attracted to the girl. Many marriages began with necessity, more often than love. She and John were two of the lucky ones. But, she felt in her heart that her bother and the girl could be as lucky if they’d just tried.
“Well I couldn’t get a word in edgewise, you jabbered so much,” Jason grumbled.
“You can talk to h er all you want to tomorrow. I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed. Goodnight. See you in the morning.” Margaret stepped closer, kissed his cheek and left, silently chuckling at the wary look on his face.
CHAPTER 10
Jade leaned against the closed door and felt like the most-wicked person on earth. Margaret had been so nice to her, and all Jade could do was stare at her handsome husband. Dark hair coiled around his ears and the nape of his neck, and she wanted to run her fingers through the ebony strands to straighten the curled ends. His face was lean, nose thin, and a hint of dimples in each cheek when he smiled. Sensuous lips curved into a smile often: each time one child or the other drew his attention by their antics, he laughed. Dark, thick eyebrows slashed across his strong forehead, while long, dark lashes outlined his deep, blue eyes, eyes the color of a bright summer sky. He had the type of face that would grow more distinguished with the passage of time.
Each time his gaze had met hers, her whole body had overreacted. Pressure from within had squeezed the air from her lungs and left no room for her pounding heart in the constricted space. When he’d touched her hand, she’d felt as if lightning had sizzled across her nerve endings then settled in the hollow spot low in her stomach.
Taking off the robe, she threw it across the end of the bed and sank onto the soft mattress. Could she be the kind of wanton woman who lured husbands away from their wives? She didn’t want to believe she was, but what did she really know about herself. Her mind was as blank as a clean sheet of paper.
And poor Margaret, had she noticed how often the loose bodice of the robe had snagged her husband’s attention. Jade pinched her lips into a tight line. Perhaps he was a philanderer. All evening, Margaret had tried to suppress an amused smile as if she
Neat trick , that.
The one time their gazes collided, the air sizzled with so much heat Margaret jumped up from the table so fast she startled everyone. It was either that or let the amusement show in her face, and that would never do. She grabbed a damp cloth and cleaned Emma’s hands and face.
“I’ll take her.” Jason stuffed his last bite of food into his mouth, scooted back from the table, and held out his hands. Emma gave a happy squeal and leaped into her father’s arms.
Sitting in his favorite chair, with Emma on his lap and Tyler and Janey on the floor, Jason read them a story. Margaret was amazed he could keep the lines straight as many times as he glanced up at the girl who had risen to help with the dishes.
As much as Margaret want ed her to stay, the girl appeared ready to drop, exhaustion written all over her pale face.
“Here now, you let m e clean this mess,” she told her mute companion. “You go on to bed, and I’ll see you in the morning.” A silent protest sparkled in her green eyes, and she shook her head. Margaret patted her shoulder. “You’ll feel like doing more in a few days.” Margaret ushered her toward her bedroom.
The children were asleep by the time she set the kitchen to rights. They always dozed off faster when Jason read to them. He carried each to their beds and joined Margaret at the table for a cup of coffee.
“You didn’t ask the girl very many questions at supper, in fact, I don’t remember a one. Did you find out all you needed to know?” Margaret teased.
“What do you mean by that?”
Had his cheeks turned pink?
“Oh, nothing.” This was better than she could have hoped for. Jason was attracted to the girl. Many marriages began with necessity, more often than love. She and John were two of the lucky ones. But, she felt in her heart that her bother and the girl could be as lucky if they’d just tried.
“Well I couldn’t get a word in edgewise, you jabbered so much,” Jason grumbled.
“You can talk to h er all you want to tomorrow. I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed. Goodnight. See you in the morning.” Margaret stepped closer, kissed his cheek and left, silently chuckling at the wary look on his face.
CHAPTER 10
Jade leaned against the closed door and felt like the most-wicked person on earth. Margaret had been so nice to her, and all Jade could do was stare at her handsome husband. Dark hair coiled around his ears and the nape of his neck, and she wanted to run her fingers through the ebony strands to straighten the curled ends. His face was lean, nose thin, and a hint of dimples in each cheek when he smiled. Sensuous lips curved into a smile often: each time one child or the other drew his attention by their antics, he laughed. Dark, thick eyebrows slashed across his strong forehead, while long, dark lashes outlined his deep, blue eyes, eyes the color of a bright summer sky. He had the type of face that would grow more distinguished with the passage of time.
Each time his gaze had met hers, her whole body had overreacted. Pressure from within had squeezed the air from her lungs and left no room for her pounding heart in the constricted space. When he’d touched her hand, she’d felt as if lightning had sizzled across her nerve endings then settled in the hollow spot low in her stomach.
Taking off the robe, she threw it across the end of the bed and sank onto the soft mattress. Could she be the kind of wanton woman who lured husbands away from their wives? She didn’t want to believe she was, but what did she really know about herself. Her mind was as blank as a clean sheet of paper.
And poor Margaret, had she noticed how often the loose bodice of the robe had snagged her husband’s attention. Jade pinched her lips into a tight line. Perhaps he was a philanderer. All evening, Margaret had tried to suppress an amused smile as if she
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