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The Trouble with Patience (Virtues and Vices of the Old West, #1) The Trouble with Patience by Maggie Brendan
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“Jedediah pulled out his pocketknife, reached over her, and snipped the rose to place in her hair. “Looks better there.” In the moonlight, he wasn’t sure if she blushed or not. Her eyes seemed all soft and glowing, her lips the color of the pink rose, slightly parted and tempting him. Before he knew what he was doing, his arms had circled her in a swift embrace. Heat filled his face, and his heart pounded so hard he was sure Patience could hear it. Would she let him kiss her? But she was already pulling away, visibly shaken. Her fingers touched her hair, patting it into place, and her eyes, large with surprise, looked into his, then quickly away. “I . . . Jed . . . I think we’d better go back inside and join the party.” “I’m—I’m truly sorry, Patience. I don’t know . . . I’m not sure what came over me just now. It must be the moonlight and the roses.” And you, he said only to himself.”
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“I do hope I will see you at the dance,” she said quickly, “and I did mean it when I thanked you for thinking of me.” He paused at the doorway, and his nearness unnerved her. “Don’t mention it.” He donned his hat and pulled up his collar against the rain and wind. “By the way, who’s the lucky man?” “Cody,” she answered. “He—he asked me just this week.” What’s wrong with me? she thought, licking dry lips. But she knew it was his penetrating eyes that now held a softness she didn’t know he was capable of. “Then tell Cody that you’re saving a dance for me!” He turned and strode into the storm.”
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“Do you need for me to get you over to Longhorn’s for supper then?” Now where did that come from? he berated himself. But it was asked, and now he couldn’t back out without looking ridiculous. “No need—I’m taking her myself,” Cody called down from his perch. “Did I ask you?” Jedediah straightened, irritated, and stared upward. “The lady can speak for herself.” “I don’t require anyone to take me to supper,” Patience announced archly. “But Cody was nice enough to ask me earlier. Maybe you’d care to join us?” Her smile was sweet and, Jedediah thought, genuine. “I’ll pass,” he told her. “I’ve got to get back to work. Riffraff passing through Nevada City are always keeping me on my guard, you know,” he said with a quick glance at Cody. He put his hat on and noticed Cody eyeing his badge, the muscles in his jaw flinching hard. Maybe he hadn’t seen it yesterday. Good! At least he knows who I am now.”
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