Chapter 38

Lyman's brow furrowed unconsciously, a heaviness settling in his chest.

"How did you get hurt?" he asked.

Effie hesitated, then instinctively pulled her hand back, awkwardly replying, "I accidentally scalded myself with some tea."

She couldn't help but wonder-had Suzan done it on purpose?

Tea that hot was barely drinkable, after all.

Without another word, Lyman gently took her hand and led her to the sink. He turned on the cold water and held her hand under the stream.

His expression was focused, as if he were handling something precious.

Lyman's hand was large and warm, wrapping securely around Effie's slender wrist.

The cold water soothed the red skin on the back of her hand, cooling it, but it did nothing to hide the blush rising on her cheeks.

"Does it hurt?" Lyman asked softly, his gaze never leaving her hand.

shook her head. "No, it's fine

it still stung, but as she watched

could you be so careless with

say that Suzan might have done it

didn't want to

paying attention to the temperature," she said lightly. Lyman glanced

pocket, and pulled out

at home. Are you able

yet-Mr. Horace still hasn't signed the

Horace was proving to be quite a

determined to get the deal done tonight;

an hour of socializing, she'd managed to burn herself,

"I'll have Luther come handle

Horace

sign, one way or

you

Lyman replied coolly, giving her a look that

no choice

were in the car, Lyman called Luther, filled him

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