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Sarah Nevins is beside herself. Twelve years ago, the love of her life vanished, and she never got over it. Then, out of the blue, Alex Emerson reappears, still as.
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Riley, who's eager to make her statement. So eager, in fact, Nik can't help thinking of other things she could do with her mouth! But what she wants is his rock-hard body. Nik aims to be professional, but a man can take only so much The Defender Theo Angelis definitely puts the 'hot' in 'hotshot lawyer'. Or at least, that's lawyer Sadie Oliver's opinion. If only there was time to explore the chemistry simmering between them But there isn't because Sadie desperately needs Theo's help.
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Her brother lies in hospital facing a murder charge, and their sister is missing. Even Sadie herself is being followed by unsavoury-looking characters. Yet Sadie's not about to take it lying down unless Theo asks, of course Skriv anmeldelse. ARKs anbefalinger. Det finnes ingen vurderinger av dette produktet. Anbefalt Se hele listen. He mentally shook himself. Lips firming, he looked down--and dutifully smoothed open the first folded sheet. While he read through the three neatly folded-identically folded-sheets, she filled his ears with a litany of her virtues--her experiences managing households as well as inns.
Her voice was pleasant, soothing. He glanced up now and then, struck by a slight change in her tone; after the third instance he realized the change occurred when she was speaking of some event and calling on her memory. Those aspects of her tale, he decided, were true; she had had experience running houses and catering for parties of guests. He looked down, again scanned the reference for her time at the Three Feathers. Her account mirrored what was written; she told him nothing more. Glancing at her again, watching her face--an almost angelic vision--he toyed with the idea of telling her he knew her references were fake.
While they were written in three different hands, he'd take an oath two were female--unlikely if they were, as stated, from the male owners of inns--and the third, while male, was not entirely consistent--a young male whose handwriting was still changing.
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The most telling fact, however, was that all three references--supposedly from three geographically distant inns over a span of five years--were on the exact same paper, written in the same ink, with the same pen, one that had a slight scratch across the nib. Looking across his desk at Miss Emily Beauregard, he wondered why he didn't simply ring for Mortimer and have her shown out. He should--he knew it--yet he didn't. He couldn't let her go without knowing the answer to his initial question. Why the devil was a lady of her ilk applying for a position as an innkeeper?
He tossed the three references on his blotter and met her bright eyes directly. For a moment, she simply looked at him, then she drew in a breath and lifted her head a touch higher. Chin firming, she held his gaze. Tallent, I took a quick look at the inn on my way here. The external shutters need painting, and the interior appears not to have been adequately cleaned for at least five years.
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No woman would sit in your common room by choice, yet it's the only public area you have. There is presently no food served at all, nor accommodation offered. In short, the inn is currently operating as no more than a bar-tavern. If you are indeed in charge of your father's estate, then you will have to admit that as an investment the Red Bells Inn is presently returning only a fraction of its true worth. Her voice remained pleasant, her tones perfectly modulated; just like her face, it disguised the underlying strength--the underlying sharp edge.
She tilted her head, her eyes still locked with his. The locals, too, must be anxious to have their inn properly functioning again. It was plainly time to reassert control of the interview and find out what he wanted to know. She shrugged lightly.
And that, Jonas would swear, was a lie. They hadn't been traveling over summer…but, if he was reading her correctly, she did have a brother and sisters with her. She knew he would find out about them if she got the job, so had told the truth on that score. A reason for her wanting the innkeeper's job flared in his mind, growing stronger as he swiftly assessed her gown--serviceable, good quality, but not of recent vintage.
Her head came up; she regarded him closely. It's never been before.
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They're hardly babes. The youngest is…twelve. That latter hesitation was so slight he only caught it because he was listening as closely as she was watching him. Not twelve--perhaps a precocious ten.
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Truth again. He was getting a clearer picture of why Emily Beauregard wanted the innkeeper's job. He sighed and sat forward, leaning both forearms on the desk, loosely clasping his hands. Once he had, she continued, "I believe we've wasted enough time in roundaboutation. The truth is you need an innkeeper quite desperately, and here I am, willing and very able to take on the job.
Are you really going to turn me away just because I'm female and have younger family members in my train? My eldest sister is twenty-three, and assists me with whatever work I undertake. Likewise my brother is fifteen, and apart from the time given to his studies, works alongside us. My youngest sisters are twins, and even they lend a hand.
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If you hire me, you get their labor as well. I would expect a salary equal to a twentieth of the takings, or a tenth of the profits per month, and in addition to that, room and board supplied through the inn.
I noticed that there's attic rooms above, which appear to be unoccupied and would do perfectly for me and my siblings. As we're here, I could take up the position immediately--". He caught her gaze, held it. Her gaze didn't flinch, didn't waver. The desk may have been between them, yet it felt as if they were toe-to-toe.
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When she spoke, her voice was even, if tight. I want the job. Are you really going to turn me away?