Chapter 5Kissing Kenneth once only made Amy want to kiss Kenneth more.
She shouldn’t have kissed him at all. She knew that. She might not be as self-righteous as so many of the other women in town, but she wasn’t so fallen not to know some things were better left to the imagination. Everything she’d overheard between her two guests should have stayed firmly between them. She shouldn’t have succumbed to her desires—for company, for the sound of his voice, for the press of his lips to hers.
But she had. And she couldn’t stop.
The weather improved with each passing day. Saturday was crisp and clear, and when she ventured out to milk Hazel, Kenneth immediately volunteered to come help. Amy didn’t tell him no. That was the last thing she wanted. As soon as they stepped into the barn’s sanctu
