“About Raine?”
“No! I like him but not like that,” Hallie said, then realized Jamie was teasing her.
“I’m glad because Raine has been crying a lot.” Jamie started the car and began backing out.
“Has he? Did you let him cry on your shoulder?”
“Are you crazy? If he rolled on top of me, I’d be crushed. I’d be back in the hospital with my whole body in a cast.”
Hallie was trying not to laugh. “I guess I’ll just have to let him cry on me.”
“So he’d crush both of us at once?” Jamie sounded confused.
Hallie’s laugh came out. “Oh! I’ve missed you.” She stopped herself. “I mean—”
“It’s okay,” he said. “I’ve missed you too. I think some of the happiest times of my life were when you and I were alone in our little house. That’s the kind of thing soldiers fight for.”
Hallie looked out the window at the pretty buildings they were passing. Nantucket was so beautiful that it was like something created by heavenly creatures. Maybe it was the atmosphere, but she calmed down. “Braden says I’ve changed and I think I have.”
He was maneuvering the big vehicle down the narrow Kingsley Lane. “Changed how?”
She waited for him to park, then get out and come around to her side. Reaching up, he put his hands on her waist and lifted her down.
For a moment they looked at each other, faces close together, and it seemed natural that they kiss. Jamie bent his head toward hers, but Hallie turned away to get the box of cake out of the car.
He didn’t seem to mind as he followed her to the front door.
“Locked,” Hallie said. “Just like last time.” She told him of when she’d come home from shopping and her keys were missing and the door was locked. “I think I was meant to go into the tea room. I think…” She looked at him. “I think they wanted me to hear what your brother said.”
“And that led to you having that ring on your finger? Are you still trying to get it off or are you going to leave it on there?”
When she looked at him, she saw the seriousness in his eyes. “Right now Braden needs to have some security in his life. He doesn’t need to have his backup girl, the one who’s always been there, tell him she doesn’t want him either.”
For a moment she saw anger flash across Jamie’s eyes, but it was gone quickly. “That makes sense. Can I walk you down the aisle at your wedding?”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “If you’re trying to be funny, you’re not succeeding.” Turning, she headed for the tea room doors.
“I never joke about the wedding of the woman I love.”
At his words, Hallie slowed her steps, but she didn’t stop. Just as before, one of the double doors into the tea room was half open. On the coffee table was one of Edith’s luscious teas. “Look,” she said to Jamie and opened the door all the way.
“I don’t know about you,” he said, “but I’m starving. Raine cleaned out the fridge and the Montgomerys, picky eaters that they are, ate everything at the wedding.”
Hallie was glad he was back to joking and wasn’t saying more about being “in love” with her. Right now that was more than she could handle.
The couch still had clothes piled on it. Jamie tossed a stack of sweaters onto a chair, sat down on the couch, and patted the seat beside him. “So what’s your cousin like?”
Hallie gave a sigh of relief that he wasn’t going to be serious and sat down beside him. This was like he had been, before everything became complicated with the arrival of relatives and a man who was kind of, maybe, her boyfriend. “Leland is great,” Hallie said. “We escaped everyone for nearly an hour and walked all around the property. He told me about his job and how he’s sick of living in hotels. He wants to settle somewhere and—Oh! I forgot. He said he stopped by here and left his suitcase and a box full of info for me.” Hallie started into the house through the pantry, but she found the box on one of the shelves. She picked it up and carried it back to the tea room and put it on the floor by the coffee table.
“Try this,” Jamie said and held up a little
sandwich for her to bite into. He ate the other half.
“That’s delicious. What is it?”
“Some kind of sea creature. I’m better with beef. So what’s in the box?”
As they ate, Hallie went through the contents. There were letters, an old scrapbook of newspaper articles about a man who was touted as one of the greatest actors of all time, and several theater tickets. In the bottom was a little bouquet of dried flowers wrapped in a silk handkerchief.