Ryan's Place by Sherryl Woods Read Free Book Online

held a candle to this one.”
    Before Maggie could respond, Ryan caught sight of her. A slow smile spread across his face, but then his gaze shifted to the commotion at the shelter door, where a long line of people waited impatiently to be admitted. His expression grew troubled, and he turned to murmur a few words to the man next to him, who surveyed the long line, then nodded and hurried back to the kitchen.
    Ryan walked in Maggie’s direction. Hoping to stave off an embarrassing interrogation, she escaped her sisters and went to meet him.
    “I see you’re here to do your good deed,” he said.
    Maggie ignored the faint edge in his voice. “I promised I would be,” she said cheerfully.
    His gaze clashed with hers. “Not everyone keeps their word.”
    “ I do,” she said emphatically, returning his gaze with an unflinching look. “I saw you looking at the crowd a minute ago. Is there a problem?”
    “The line is longer than I anticipated. I was just asking Rory if he thought we had enough food. He’s convinced we do, but he’s gone back to the pub to bring over another turkey just in case.”
    “Is there anything I can do? There are some stores open today. I could make a run to pick up extra food.”
    “No need. I’m sure Rory has it under control. What about your family, Maggie? Did you convince them to come today?”
    “My sisters are over there,” she said, noting that Colleen and Katie were staring at them with unabashed curiosity.
    Ryan grinned. “Ah, yes, I recognize one of them. She was in the kitchen earlier. I thought she seemed a bit more interested in me than in the whereabouts of the napkins she claimed to be looking for.”
    “Sorry about that. Nosiness is a family trait, I’m afraid.”
    “And your brothers? Are they around?”
    “Along with my father,” she told him. “They’re scattered here and there. Father Francis has seen to it that none of us are idle.”
    A genuine, full-wattage smile spread across his face then. “Watch out for Father Francis,” he warned. “He’ll have you all signed up for regular duty here before the day’s out, if you’re not careful. When it comes to caring for his strays, he’s totally shameless.”
    “I can think of worse places to spend my time,” Maggie said.
    Her answer seemed to disconcert him for some reason. He promptly mumbled an excuse and headed back to the kitchen, leaving her to stare after him.
    For the rest of the afternoon, she caught only glimpses of him as he worked. He seemed to know most of the peoplethere. He joked with the men, flirted with the women and teased the children, but there was always a hint of reserve just below the surface. Whenever he happened to catch Maggie watching him, he quickly looked away as if he feared that she might see beneath the superficial charm.
    Even her brothers, usually oblivious to such things, noticed the byplay between them.
    “Sis, he’s all wrong for you,” her younger brother warned. “Too many secrets. And don’t even think about making him one of your projects. I don’t think he’ll appreciate it. Something tells me your Ryan is troubled by dark moods.”
    “When has that ever stopped me?” she replied.
    “Unfortunately, never,” Matt said. “But this time you could be in way over your head.”
    “Have you even talked to him?” she asked testily.
    “You wanted us to steer clear of him,” John reminded her.
    “As if my wishes ever mattered to you before,” she scoffed. “Well, if you had talked to Ryan, you would see that he’s one of the good guys. In fact, you ought to know that just from the fact that he’s here today.”
    She glanced across the room to where Ryan was serving slices of pumpkin pie to a very pregnant woman and her two dark-haired children. The look on his face was impossible to interpret, but she tried nonetheless. Dismay and sorrow seemed to mingle with friendly concern. She had the sense that he was talking to this woman but seeing something else