A Secret Kiss (Falling for Sakura 1)
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Chapter 7
Princeton Brothers & the Wood Nymph
The brothers loved it. They absolutely loved the roast pork—and of course none of them choked. Tristan, Logan, and Hayden couldn’t help chomping down the delicious, soft morsel and then grabbed for more.
“There’s still dessert,” Mary said from across the table, smiling.
“You’ll have to visit home more often to get a proper feed, boys,” Molly, their grandmother, said.
Hayden nodded his head, his mouth full.
“Or we could just take Beth with us.” Darcy suggested.
James and Brenda glanced at each other, and Dale, the brothers’ grandfather, laughed.
Beth cleared her throat and said, “Unfortunately, Master Darcy, I still wouldn’t be able to cook you such nice roast because I wasn’t the one who prepared that roast. Although, I sort of did, since the person responsible happened to be sick all of a sudden. But that was only via specific instructions.”
“New chef, then?” Conrad put in. “Finally, we have decent food to eat. Not that yours isn’t that good, Beth. Your baking is the best in the world. I especially love your chocolate brownies.”
“Understandable, Master Conrad,” Beth replied, hiding a smile.
“That roast pork was meant for Dale and Molly,” Brenda said.
“Prepared by one of my favorite girls,” Molly added.
“Who unfortunately couldn’t join us,” James muttered, frowning.
“Is she unwell?” Dale asked.
“Headache,” Brenda said. “She’ll be fine.”
James’s frown darkened. “Standard coffee again, I suppose, Beth?” he asked the housekeeper.
“I’m afraid so, Mr. Princeton,” Beth replied.
James sighed in resignation at the answer. Sebastian and Nicolas glanced at each other, wondering who this new chef was and why their father was so against standard coffee.
James, on the other hand, blamed his seven sons for showing up three days early. If it weren’t for them, he would be having his delicious coffee after dinner. He knew exactly why his adopted daughter Sakura refused to come down. It was because of his sons. He knew she’d never felt comfortable around them, and the brothers had never really acknowledged her as their sister as they had with Alaina and Tara. At first, he was afraid his judgment had been wrong, that he’d adopted a criminal into his house. But after months of trying with his gentle words and kind smile, little Sakura had come out of her shell one rainy night after she’d screamed in her sleep. Sebastian had alerted him, and he rushed to her bedroom to find her whimpering in the corner of the closet. It still broke his heart even now to think about that night.
“Do you really love me?” she had asked him, tears in her eyes.
Gently, he had drawn her into his arms and hugged her tight. “Of course I do,” he said. “With all my heart.”
She had looked up at him, her small lips quivering. As if he’d said the golden word itself, she’d tightened her small arms around him and cried her wee heart out. “Then you must only love me in secret,” she said. “Please love them more. My new brothers and sisters, I mean. I do not want to see them get hurt because of me. I love you. You won’t kick me out, will you? Please, I didn’t burn the orphanage down. I really didn’t. I didn’t kill Mrs. Byrd. I really didn’t.”
“I know. I know,” he’d said, rocking her in his arms. “I won’t let you go. You’re my daughter now.”
“Thank you,” she sobbed.
It had been much later when he found out the meaning of Sakura’s words. His own children, Tara included, had been treating Sakura unfairly. The little girl believed that if he and Brenda didn’t show any sign of love toward her, then her new brothers and sisters wouldn’t hurt her. Of course, James would never tolerate such malicious behavior from his children and had taken the bull by the horns by setting them straight and telling them he wouldn’t take such nonsense from them and was indeed very disappointed. They were the Princetons, after all, and should set good examples to the public.
James had known his sons were smart, and true to his thinking, by the end of the month, he’d decided the lesson was very effective indeed. Perhaps it had been too effective because the boys began to ignore Sakura completely, to the point that she no longer existed in their lives.
James put down his knife and fork, knowing very well he’d have to talk with Sakura later tonight. After all, she couldn’t very well hide away in her room for the next few weeks when everyone was here preparing for Mary’s wedding.
He turned his attention to his sons, eyeing them from one to another. They were all enjoying their meal to the max, and of course, he wasn’t at all surprised they didn’t pay any attention as to who had been responsible for preparing their meal.
After the dinner, they retired to the drawing room where Beth served them standard coffee and tea. James looked as though he was about to balk as Beth gave him a cup, and the brothers wanted to laugh.
“It’s not half-bad,” Hayden said, taking a sip.
“I too was looking forward to the coffee,” Dale commented, and Molly shook her head.
It was a bit later that the brothers decided they needed a walk to work off their big meal and headed out to the pond to the north of the house near the woods. It was amazingly beautiful as the brothers took in the scenery. The pond was surrounded by cherry, magnolia, and other trees native to the island. The moon was high above on the horizon, reflecting on the glassy water. The air was warm and breezy, and now and again, native life stirred in the distance.
“I forgot how quiet and peaceful it is here,” Darcy said softly, gazing up at the moon. He realized then that this was the place he wanted to be, the place he belonged. Yes, he needed peace and quiet. He needed solitude.
Nicolas remarked. “Beautiful scenery. I can’t believe it’s in our backyard.”
“Dad must have hired a new gardener,” Logan said. “As well as a new chef.”
“That was the best meal ever!” Conrad shouted out into the night, stretching his arms out as if he were on top of the world.
“You always eat too much,” Tristan commented, gazing off at the night stars above.
“Speak for yourself.” Logan chuckled.