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.

her head.

truth, it still stung, but as she watched the concentration on

brow knit tighter. "How could you be so careless with

have done it on purpose, but in the

want to worry

temperature," she said lightly.

and pulled out a deep blue handkerchief, gently patting her hand

ointment for burns at home. Are you

"I can't leave yet-Mr. Horace still hasn't

Horace was proving to be quite a

to get the deal done tonight; she couldn't give Mitchell any

hour of socializing, she'd managed to burn herself, and the

"I'll

did Horace

sign, one way

think that's necessary. Besides, don't you have another appointment? You

coolly, giving her a look that brooked no argument. "Come on, let's

had no choice but to follow

him in on what happened, and asked him

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