12
CAROLINE
I felt terrible. I'd eavesdropped on part of a conversation, not hearing any of what he'd just shared with me. I'd speculated on his motives and assumed the worst. I'd doubted his character and, in his eyes, tarnished his honor.
The return ride was interminable. Finn said nothing more and I felt the brunt, the weight of those words the entire way. I had been a bad girl. By the time we approached the stable, I was near tears. Some of the men were working on a portion of the fence as we returned and looked our way. I took a few deep breaths to stifle my imminent tears. I didn't want to shame myself, nor Finn, any more than I already had.
Finn dismounted, came around and helped me down, then tossed the reins to Frank who'd been waiting. "We'll be in the stable. No one is to in
