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   Chapter 11 I gotta break a window

A Royal Ryde By LadyRosabella Characters: 11618

Updated: 2017-12-20 15:52


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"That was a fine supper of cheese. I thank you, kind sir." Bliss dramatically stated as she dipped a low curtsy.

Jude could not help his amusement. The sight of a girl dressed as a common harlot yet sweeping a curtsy like she had just met the queen, the girl was a walking contradiction. Perhaps that is why she fascinated him so. "No need for such formalities. It was only dried cheese and a bit of bread. I didn't even have any butter to soften the bread for you."

"Never mind that, I have never cared for the taste of butter. And supper was quite good." Bliss smiled up at him. "Now, will you find a way to release me from your home? I'm afraid I must rise early tomorrow. I have much work at the shop."

Jude held the kitchen door open for Bliss as she walked through to the parlor. She chose his favorite faded armchair that was near the fire. The chair was made to accommodate the weight of a man, little Bliss looked quite small and dainty to Jude as she sat enveloped in his large chair. Bliss' presence seemed to aggravate him, he couldn't understand why yet he didn't want her to leave. She looked so adorable sitting in that big chair. No doubt her scent would be all over it after she left. Surprisingly, he didn't seem to mind that fact. Honestly, he rather hoped that it would. He didn't think he would be able to sit still so he walked over to the window. His back towards his surprise guest, he stood, peering out into the darkness for quite some time.

Bliss used the welcome opportunity to study the fine form of man before her, whatever his name may be. Goodness! Here she was trapped in his house, sitting in his chair, eating dinner with the man and she didn't even know his name! Her poor mother was probably rolling in her grave. Though she could probably use the exercise. Bliss smothered a giggle. She was a horridly wretched girl to be thinking such thoughts of her poor dear mother. 'Forgive me, mama.' She thought with remorse for her earlier thoughts. Raising her eyes, Bliss resumed her appraisal of the man. He stood straight and tall, she had never seen a man out west that had the sort of bearing that this man had. His clothing and his presence were in contrast. His back was completely straight, his broad shoulders constantly squared. His head was held high, turned slightly to the right. His posture made his height seem even more intimidating. This man was a force to be reckoned with. Bliss studied him in wonder as she tried to make since of the strangeness in this man. He seemed... not as a farmer... more like ... Bliss was at a loss. What did his bearing remind her of? His impeccable manners. The authority and strength in his voice and countance. This man was not made to wear rough homespun shirts and stetsons. He seemed bound for something greater. It seemed that this greatness, whatever it may be, had been bred into him. That was the only explanation Bliss could arrive at to account for his difference from other town men. Bliss felt irritated. Who was this man? Where did he come from? What strange secret was he keeping? He seemed so solemn and... almost sad. He did smile a few times this evening, Bliss reflected. But could they truly be counted as smiles when they stayed only on his lips and never met his eyes? Bliss felt that something truly tragic had happened to this man. Something that had caused him such pain that he might never truly heal. But what? 'I will find out.' Bliss determined. 'I will not ha

Bliss had to leave. Now.

Lifting a long muscular leg, Jude crouched down so he could clear the window. Once free from the house and the tempting woman, he made his way to the barn and readied the team to return the girl home. What in the world at her aunt and the others been thinking?

Jude led the team back to the window that had served as his exit. Bliss still sat in his chair, a soft dreamy smile on her lips as she stared blankly into the fireplace.

"She is so beautiful." Jude mumbled to himself as he studied her soft hair, her flushed cheeks, and her sweet red lips. Suddenly, she turned her head. Her eyes met his and for several moments neither one moved. Jude swollowed trying to work moisture back into his mouth. "Come on, I'll take you home." He felt a slight disappointment when instead of protesting she rose from his chair and walked over to the window.

"Thank you." She whispered as he he helped her climb out.

The ride to her aunt's house was silent. It was a comfortable silence, however, and Jude was loathe to give it up. This was the first time he had truly felt comfortable with a human since he was a small boy. What was it about this girl?

Pulling the team to a halt in front of her house, Jude hopped down and hurried over to assist her down.

"Have a good night." He said. Then, unable to help himself, he bent and pressed a last sweet kiss to her lips.

When he pulled away and released her from his grasp, Bliss didn't want to walk away. She was free and she was home but she didn't want to leave this alluringly mysterious man who could make her feel so much with a single touch. "Goodnight." She whispered before she turned and started up her aunt's walkway.

"Bliss."

She turned in surprise.

"My name is Jude." Then he tipped her a nod, climbed into his wagon and was gone.

Bliss stood outside for a long while after his wagon disappeared into the night. Jude. His name was Jude.

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