True Love (Nantucket Brides 1) - Page 28

“Me,” he said. “It nearly always goes to the eldest Kingsley son.”

“Then I’m taking away your inheritance.”

“Postponing it. Are these done?”

“Yes,” Alix said as she took the hush puppies out and drained them on paper towels.

“What china do you want to use?”

“The wildflowers,” she said without thinking, then looked at him in surprise. “Before I came here I told Izzy I didn’t remember anything about being here. But it seems that I even remember the china patterns.”

He was reaching up to a top cabinet and pulling down dishes that Alix knew she’d always liked.

“Maybe something bad happened later that made you forget.”

“Possibly. I know my parents were separating then, so that could have traumatized me as a child. My dad and I have always been close. He and I have traveled all around the world to see the most magnificent buildings. Have you ever seen—?”

“There’s salad in the bag if you want some.”

Alix had to turn away to hide a flush of anger that she knew was showing on her face. She wanted to say, “Okay, I get it. You’re a famous architect and I’m a nobody student. You don’t have to rub it in.” She went to the liquor cabinet and busied herself with making a drink from one of the rum recipes taped on the back of the door. She didn’t bother asking him what he liked.

Jared put the dishes and the hush puppies on the table, dumped salad in a bowl, and put out a bottle of dressing. Then he sat down and watched Alix at the liquor cabinet as she made some fruity drink. He liked her. He liked that she’d pitched in and cleaned the fish. Liked her ease at whipping up the batter for the bread. He liked the way she drank the rum. No giggles, no flirtiness. Just straightforward and good company.

Most of all, he liked how attracted he was to her. He hadn’t expected that. He remembered her as an intense little girl sitting on the rug in the family room and piling up things his ancestors had brought home from their voyages around the world.

Back then he’d been unaware of how valuable the objects were. To him they were just things he’d seen all his life. Jared still remembered all those years ago how Dr. Huntley, the young man who’d recently been made the head of the NHS, the Nantucket Historical Society, had nearly passed out the first time he’d visited Aunt Addy and seen little Alix sitting on the floor.

“That child is playing with …” He’d had to sit down to get his breath. “That candlestick is early nineteenth century.”

“Perhaps earlier,” Aunt Addy had said calmly. “The Kingsley family lived on Nantucket long before this house was built and I’m sure they used candles.”

The director was still pale. “She shouldn’t be allowed to play with those things. She—”

Aunt Addy had just smiled at him.

“Where did you live?” Alix asked as she set two drinks on the table.

“What? Oh. Sorry, I was miles away. My mother and I lived in Madaket, on the water.”

“I don’t mean to be nosy, but why didn’t you grow up in Kingsley House?”

Jared gave a little chuckle. “When Aunt Addy was a girl she found the man she was to marry in a compromising situation, knickers down, knees up, that sort of thing. My dad told me that she used her father’s sympathy to get him to change his will to leave the house to her instead of to his son. Everyone thought that he would eventually come to his senses and change it back, but there was an accident and he died young, so Aunt Addy got the house instead of her brother.”

“Was the family angry about that?”

“No. They were relieved. Her brother probably would have sold the place. He wasn’t good with money and didn’t care about the house. He would have let the roof cave in.” What Jared wasn’t telling her was that Caleb had worked with Addy to make it all happen. It was because of the two of them that Kingsley House had stayed in the family all these years.

“But now the house is to come back to a son who is very good with roofs.”

“I like to think so,” Jared said, smiling.

Alix could see the pride in his eyes and she thought about what he must have felt when he was told that his ownership was to be postponed for a whole year. “Is where you grew up a town?”

“Not like you mean. Madaket is more of a place than an actual town. But there’s a restaurant there and of course there’s the mall.”

“A mall? What stores does it have?”

He smiled. “It’s commonly referred to as a dump, but we have a big take-it-or-leave-it area and …” He shrugged. “It’s Nantucket.”

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