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“Then you ht want to hurry home”

“Are you sure it’s okay if I stay here?” Lindsey didn’t feel comfortable She’d been to the Stallard home on countless occasions, but she’d never been upstairs Now, there she stood with bag in hand, willing herself to act grateful and yet finding it was all she could do to stop herself fro out

“You’re welco as you like” Seth squeezed her shoulder “Besides, it’ll be nice to have a woman around the house”

“I’ht as well put that out there “I wouldn’t count on gourmet meals at dinner or waffles and pancakes to start the day” They’d be lucky if she didn’t burn the toast

“And here I’d ra and set it on the floor He hesitated before he said, “So if you aren’t the domestic type, what are you, Linds?”

Too ered in his eyes He looked at her as if he were familiar with her in a more intimate way At twenty-one, Lindsey hadn’t had the luxury of a romantic relationship She’d been strapped to hard work and debt beyondtheir land next door, but other than a friendly hello or a few less chitchat, she had kept to herself

“Hello?” Seth waved his hand in front of her face “Still with me?”

“Yes” She shook off all the thoughts that were leading her down a trail filled with regrets

“Tell you what, you think about it and let me know”

“I’m…I don’t knohat you mean”

Seth shrugged “Maybe I don’tto knohat you want or what type you are”

Not in the ers “I’o to bed”

“Maybe you should,” Seth agreed, quickly closing the space between them

She backed up against the high four-post bed, half expecting her knees to buckle, which would’ve forced her to sit At five feet, four inches tall, she didn’t catch wood or lanced at the bed fit for a king, she felt small by comparison

An uncomfortable silence followed Seth stared at her as if he didn’t knohat to do with her and that’s when she said, “We’ve been here before Haven’t we?”