![]() She’d only finished redecorating the room this week. ![]() ![]() Meredith held her breath, wondering what he’d make of them. He strode a few paces to the center of the bedchamber and turned a slow circle, surveying his accommodations. She waited to the side, holding the door open for him to enter. “Your room’s just here,” she said, leading him down the corridor. “But if you don’t mind my asking, why are you here?” “It’s no trouble,” she replied, slowing her pace. “I’m sorry to make trouble for you,” he said. The ancient bowed planks groaned beneath his weight, and the stairway suddenly felt too narrow. She didn’t wait for his reply, just turned and headed for the back stairs and hoped he’d follow. Now do you see why you can’t go unloading that wagon tonight? Myles, our trade will wait for tomorrow morning.” “And I was just going to show him to his accommodations. ![]() “He’s only here for the night,” she announced to the room. And now Gideon had two men outside armed with pistols, and a wagonload of smuggled goods he’d no doubt kill to protect. She’d only just tidied up from the first brawl. Meredith knew she had to draw a close to this scene, and fast. ![]()
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