Wallflower (Old Maids' Club, book 1)
“If any of you know just cause, or just impediment, why these two persons should not be joined together in holy Matrimony, you are to declare it. This is the third time of asking.”
A trill of trepidation coursed through Tabitha’s body at the parson’s words. The third calling of the banns meant only one thing: her fortnight was up. If Tabitha didn’t cry off, her wedding would be in held in three days’ time, right here in this very church.
Beside her, Noah took her hand and gently squeezed. Damn him, he knew her too well. He could always sense her mood, whether she wanted him to or not. That was one trait she wished, more than anything, he did not share with Jo.
She tried to remove her hand from Noah’s—such a display was unseemly in a church, of all places—but his grip held firm. When she tugged again, more forcefully this time, he resituated their joined hands on his lap with a flourish, drawing the eyes of her entire family and half the congregation.
Even the parson looked up at the commotion.
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