Chapter Five
After Mary-Michael arrived at the house with Mr. Watkins, her husband asked her to join him in his study. When she crossed the threshold, he closed the door behind her. She didn’t have to wonder what he would ask. He wanted to know if she’d made a decision, and she wouldn’t lie to him. In fact, she wanted him to know because—if she was fortunate enough to conceive—she would need his help.
Mr. Watkins gave her a somber grin as he passed her on the way to his favorite corner chair in front of the open window. “Well, Mrs. Watkins, the captain appears to be smitten with you.”
She went to the side table and poured them each a glass of water, gulping half of her glass before filling it again. She needed it to cool her heated body from within. Forcing her hands not to tremble as s
