Chapter 54

When they were done, Micah insisted upon washing up, even with the several attempts and Jefferson’s light chuckles in the background delaying its completion. “Did you have plans for Christmas dinner?” he asked. “Mrs. Ruark invited me back to the inn, and when I explained I would likely be dining with you, she suggested you were more than welcome to join as well.”

“No, I don’t have any plans. It didn’t really seem…I didn’t see the point this year. If you wish to dine at Mrs. Ruark’s, I don’t have any objections.”

He didn’t wish. Now that he was here, all Micah wanted to do was hoard Jefferson’s company for himself. Nobody was going to tell him who he could or could not see anymore.

Shaking his head, Micah held out his hand to Jefferson. “I have other arrangements for our first Christmas together, and I fear Mrs. Ruark would be utterly aghast if she witnessed what I have in mind.”