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Nearly everyone followed their progress to the barn, Rigg with his eyes on Kate alone. Joey and Marcail were close to Bill as he hitched up the horses and Rigg was able to get Kaitlin alone. Putting his arm around her waist, he led her just outside the barn door. When they stopped he stood face-to-face in front of her with his hands behind his back, his whole body bent to speak directly into her upturned, attentive face.
You made a promise.
Im not breaking my promise, she told him. Her own hands were clasped behind her back and she cocked her head a bit to stare up into his gray eyes with honest candor. I said I wouldnt go out there alone and Im not. Youre going with me.
And if I refuse?
Ill ask Jeff. Her chin came up just a bit and Rigg brought one hand out to grasp that chin between his thumb and forefinger.
I knew the first time I saw this chin, that you would be stubborn.
I am not stubborn! Kate denied, but made no move to step away from his touch. And further more, Mr. Riggs, I feel very strongly that we need to be involved in this little boys life and not just once in a while. And that is going to involve our going to his house once in a while
Rigg had a very strange look on his face and Kate stopped.
Are you finished? he wanted to know.
Yes, Kate answered tentatively.
You cant say I didnt warn you.
Kaitlin watched as Riggs head lowered and his mouth brushed across her own. She was too stunned to move.
He smiled tenderly into her eyes when he raised his head. Ive changed my mind Katie, his voice was deep and soft. You can call me Mr. Riggs anytime you want.
The entire family spilled out of the barn then, with the wagon ready to go. Rigg, Kate, Sean, Joey and Marcail were halfway to Joeys house before Kate realized she was no longer standing outside the Taylors barn.
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Parkers dog Frank, bearing down on the wagon, was the needed element to bring Kate back to earth.
Shut up, Frank! a voice bellowed and everyone, including Parker standing by the house, stared at the young schoolteacher. The dog dropped to the ground as if by magic and looked up at Kaitlin with soulful eyes.
Kate climbed down from the seat, unassisted, patted the dog and moved toward the house. Knowing Rigg did not want her here, she took matters firmly into her own hands. Not unexpectedly, Riggs feet had hit the ground as soon as Kates did. All he could do, however, was watch her.