The Sheriff Wears Pants by Joannie Kay Read Free Book Online Page A

troublemaker, and even Priscilla was having problems because of him.  Well, perhaps it was somewhat her fault, but it made her sick to think of Priscilla’s father beating her over what Waldo reported. What made him think he had the right to report such personal things in his paper?  And using Priscilla’s name was uncalled for!  Darcy did feel guilty for giving Waldo that bit of information that he could use against Will.  It made Will sound terrible, and it put Priscilla in for a lot of trouble with the women in town who would look down at her for trying to break up Will and Darcy.
    The music soothed her soul and washed away her troubles as she considered plan after plan for dealing with Waldo and this silly election.  Surely, everyone would vote for Will now that they all knew she didn’t want the job.  Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the front door.
    “Will!” Darcy was surprised to see him standing on the porch when she opened the front door.  He looked handsome as could be, and she truly regretted throwing his mother’s ring at him and breaking off their engagement.  She wanted to ask him about kissing Priscilla, but did she dare?  Will dared to spank her, and he admitted he’d wanted to spank her several times before he actually did spank her bottom. She was confused by her contradictory feelings for Will Davies.  “Would you like to come inside?” she asked politely.

     

Chapter Four
     
    Will thought that Darcy looked absolutely beautiful standing there looking at him.  The dress she was wearing was one of his favorites.  The green matched her pretty eyes, and while the dress was modest, it showed her slender figure to perfection. He wanted to explain about Priscilla… if Darcy would give him a chance. He should have sat on her and forced her to hear him out when the whole episode occurred. Things got completely out of hand because he let his wounded pride take over, and because he gave Darcy extra time to let her misconceptions fester until her temper put her up to all sorts of mischief.  Add one Waldo to the mix, and people thought terrible things of both of them!
    “Will?  Would you like to come inside?”  Darcy asked politely, happy to see him.  She wanted… no, she needed to have a serious talk with him.  She wanted to know what really happened with Priscilla.
    He nodded and followed her into the house, and into the front parlor.
    “Please have a seat,” she invited, taking her place in the rocking chair that was ‘hers.’ Hopefully, they could talk things through and put an end to their arguing with each other. Oh, how she hoped Gram was right and there was a reasonable explanation for what she saw!
    Will sat down, thankful for the courtesy Darcy was showing him.  “I came to apologize for the way I treated you in the store yesterday.  I was out of line to suggest that you weren’t running for office because you were afraid to be beaten at the polls.  I didn’t stop to think how all of this would affect Miss Eleanor.  Does she know about the robbery attempt?” he asked in concern, his dark eyes full of worry.
    “She read Waldo’s special edition before I had a chance to tell her as gently as possible.  She didn’t react well and I had to run for Louisa.”  Her green eyes filled with burning tears.  “I thought I was going to lose her, Will!”  Tears streaked down her cheeks, and Will reacted without thought.  He pulled her from her chair and took her into his arms, and simply held her while she tried to control her emotions.  It felt right.  He loved Darcy and he wanted to be with her.
    Darcy felt right at home in Will’s strong arms.  He knew how much she loved Gram, and he loved her, too.  It felt right to share her concerns with him, and she wanted to clear things up so badly it hurt!
    “Darcy, I’ve missed you,” Will whispered.  “I would like to explain now if you are willing to listen?”
    “I want to know,” she surprised him