The Delaney Woman by Jeanette Baker Read Free Book Online Page B

them. “That was already decided, Heather, but it’s grand that you approve. It makes everything much easier.” He transferred his attention to Kellie. “I don’t know how you’re fixed for cash, but if you think you’ll be here for a while, perhaps we could work something out.”
    Kellie frowned. “I don’t understand.”
    â€œYou said you weren’t working. I’m dreadful in the kitchen and right now I’m in the middle of something. There isn’t much time for houseguests. I could use the help if you think you might be staying awhile.”
    â€œYou said you weren’t booked.”
    â€œNot now,” said Tom. “But I’ve a pipe order and the wait for a set is long enough. If you wouldn’t mind doing the meals and your own laundry, I could discount your rate.”
    He’d captured her interest. “A pipe order?”
    â€œI make uillean pipes. My father did before me and his before him. We’re one of the original families. There aren’t many of us left.”
    â€œDo you play as well?”
    â€œI’m fair at it.”
    â€œI’d like to hear you. My father played the pipes.”
    â€œI wouldn’t mind striking up a tune or two if you’re interested. What about my offer?”
    â€œIs it a job you’re offering?”
    â€œIn a manner of speaking. I can’t pay you, of course.”
    She couldn’t decide if his suggestion was a golden opportunity or a roadblock. She decided to go for it. “How about instead of a discount you make my meals complimentary?”
    He thought a minute. “I can do that.”
    â€œWhat exactly would my duties be?”
    â€œI haven’t given it much thought,” he said. “The idea just occurred to me.”
    â€œWhy don’t I look around and do whatever I think needs to be done?”
    â€œAll right as long as I can make a suggestion now and then.”
    Kellie nodded. “What about grocery shopping? Will you do that as well?”
    â€œI don’t mind giving up the shopping.”
    â€œAnd the cooking?”
    â€œYou can start tonight?”
    A genuine smile lit her face. ‘ ‘You really don’t like to cook, do you?”
    He hedged the question. “I have a feeling you’re a talent in the kitchen. Am I right?”
    She looked directly at him, not at all intimidated. “I’m fair. Do you have any food preferences for this evening?”
    â€œWe have what it takes for shepherd’s pie.”
    Heather cupped her hand over her mouth and leaned close to Kellie’s ear. “It’s Da’s favorite.”
    Kellie waited a full minute before answering. Shepherd’s pie. Was there ever a week that her mother hadn’t prepared it? “I think I can manage that.”
    â€œIt’s settled then. I’ll take Lexi for a run and then I’ll work for a while in the study. Come along, Heather.”
    â€œI want to help Miss Delaney. May I, please?”
    Tom hesitated, obviously torn between his protective instincts and his daughter’s pleading.
    Kellie stepped in. “I would love to have Heather help me. Perhaps you could walk Lexi after dinner?”
    Tom relented. “I could do that.” He reached down to stroke the dog. “You’ll be all right until after dinner, won’t you, girl?”
    Kellie swallowed. It was now or never. If she didn’t take risks, she would end up with nothing to show for her time. All he could say was no. Breathing quickly, she dove in. “May I go with the two of you? I’d like to see some of the town and who better to show me than natives.”
    Tom’s eyes narrowed, but his expression gave nothing away. “Banburren isn’t much to look at, but you’re welcome to come along.”
    â€œI was hoping to meet your mother. We spoke on the phone.”
    â€œI suppose we can stop by,” Tom said