Megs had already turned away and was staring down at Arthur. *Look, Emily, you run along to bed. I"ll deal with your father and then lock up."
Emily walked numbly to her bedroom, horrified by the idea of Tom coming to take tea with them. Just as she was falling asleep, however, she remembered how he had stood up to her father and a smile crept over her face. Funny sort of knight, wasn"t he, to rescue her from her dragon of a father? All those freckles. Not to mention the blushes.
Arthur Baker remained outside on the veranda all that night. When he banged on the locked door of the house and threatened to break it down if they didn"t let him in, Megs banged on the other side with her rolling pin, threatening his manhood if he set one toe over the threshold before he"d sobered up.
After pleading for entry more humbly, but still in vain, Arthur threw himself back down on the old couch in a huff. Later, when it grew chilly, he pinched the dog"s blanket and huddled down under that.
Emily couldn"t hide her annoyance when Tom met her on the Monday after work. *What did you accept the invitation to tea for?" she demanded before they had gone ten yards.
*I thought you"d like it."
*Like it? Like it?" She snorted indignantly. *It"ll be awful! They"ll ask you how much you earn and what your prospects are. They"ll ask about your family. They"ll have us courting before we know where we are."
He avoided her eyes. *I don"t mind."
She stopped dead in her tracks and sucked in her breath. *Tom Norris, you"d better understand now that I"m never going to get married! Never, ever!"
*Why not?"
Oh no! He had that stubborn look on his face again.
*What"s wrong with marriage?" he demanded when she didn"t answer.
*Everything! I"ve seen what happens to women who get married. I"m not getting lumbered with a husband who spends his life down at the hotel getting drunk while I stay at home and look after the kids. What"s more, I"m leaving this one-eyed dump and going up to Perth soon. I can type already and I"ll carry on studying at night school till I"ve learned the other things I need. I"m going to be a secretary in a posh office one day and have my own flat. I"m-"
*Not all men get drunk and spend their evenings at the hotel, Emily. My dad didn"t and-"
*Well, he was one in a million, then!"
*And I won"t, either. I"ll look after my wife properly. She won"t have to go out to work. I don"t believe in wives working. And she"ll have all my wages. Unopened packet every week. That"s only fair."
Emily tried desperately to turn it into a joke. *You sound almost as if you"re proposing. Only there aren"t any violins playing."
*When I propose," Tom"s voice was louder than usual and carried quite clearly to Vera"s parents, who were walking past just then, *I"ll do it properly, with flowers and on me knees." He reached out and grabbed Emily"s hand, holding it tightly as if he thought she might try to pull away.
Shock held her motionless, her mouth agape. Mr and Mrs Morton slowed down and when she glanced sideways she saw them watching her.
Tom took full advantage of his moment. *At present, Emily Baker, we"re just going out with each other. And we"ll do that properly, too, which is why I"m coming to tea to meet your family."
*But Tom a we haven"t .a.a. we don"t .a.a. Tom, we hardly know one another." Her voice wobbled and a little shiver ran down her spine at the determination emanating from him.
*No. We don"t. Not yet. But we will."
*But Tom, I really don"t want to get .a.a."
Her voice tailed away as the masterful air dropped from him. He put his hands on her shoulders and stared into her eyes with the air of a puppy pleading not to be kicked. *Won"t you even give me a chance, Emily?" His voice was full of raw longing.
*Babut I-"
*I like you, Emily." Tom swallowed hard and added in a funny gruff voice, *A lot."
She could sense how hard it was for a shy man to say those words. And how could she be cruel to someone who had come to her defence against her father?
*It wouldn"t hurt to give a bloke a chance," Tom pleaded softly. *That"s all I"m asking for. Just a chance."
*Oh, well, I a you see .a.a."
He beamed at her, pulled her arm inside his and set off walking again, absolutely radiating happiness.
Oh crikey, he"d thought she meant *yes"! Stunned, bewildered, Emily allowed him to escort her along the street, convinced everyone was staring at them.
At the corner they met Stan Bowler. The expression of shock on his face was more than she could deal with in her present state. She could feel herself blushing and clung for dear life to her only support in a bewildering world a Tom"s arm.
Stan stopped dead in his tracks, mouth open. She watched as Tom grinned triumphantly at him and slowed down to give her a quick hug. Then he started walking again, whistling cheerfully. She was about to ask what was going on between him and Stan when they arrived at her house.
At the gate they stopped, and Tom"s hand tightened on hers as he raised it to his chest and pulled her closer. He had to swallow twice before he could get the words out, and even then his voice was rough and choky-sounding. *You"re the prettiest girl I"ve ever met, Emily Baker. Ever."
*IaI bet you say that to all the girls, Tom Norris," she quavered, making a last-ditch attempt to lighten the atmosphere.
*No, I don"t. I couldn"t. Just to you, Em."
His eyes were a clear green and his expression was serious and loving. She gulped and looked down at his hand. Square-tipped fingers, scrubbed nails, little scratches. It felt strong and warm and comforting. She felt a funny little ache start in her chest; to think that a man should be so gone on her.
He released her hand and smiled. *You"d better go inside now, Em. We don"t want your father getting upset at me again."
*Yes." She couldn"t even voice her usual protest at the shortening of her name, she felt so strange and wobbly.
She watched Tom stride away. Maybe it wouldn"t hurt to give this bloke a chance. It"d be nice to have someone to go out with. Most of the other girls her age were paired off. That didn"t mean she was courting, or intending to get married. No way. But she did like him. They could just be friends. No harm in that.
Part Three.
Three weeks later, however, Emily found out about the bet. She had never been so furious in her whole life, not even when her father hit her.
Vera, who had told her about it over a shared lunch in the Memorial Gardens, looked at her anxiously. *I thought you ought to know."
*I"ll kill him!" Emily raged. *How dare he bet on me like that? Just wait till I see that Tom Norris!"
*Keep your voice down. Mrs Lukas is coming."
Emily bit down on her fury and tried to smile.
Mrs Lukas, who had probably been coming to ask for their help at the church fete, as usual, took one look at Emily"s flushed angry face, made a smart left turn and walked away.
Vera patted her friend"s arm. *You shouldn"t get mad at him. He only did it because he fell for you. Bill told me Tom took one look at you at the social and he was gone." She sighed enviously.
*One look and he was ready to make a laughing stock of me. I will kill him!"
*Bill says Stan was making all sorts of nasty remarks about you that night, an" Tom stuck up for you."
Emily opened her mouth to say something scathing, shut it and then asked hesitantly, *He stuck up for me? Even before he knew me?"
*Mmm. Bill says he"s never seen anything to beat it. Love at first sight. Don"t be mad at Tom. He"s absolutely crazy about you."
It was nice to know someone was crazy about her, but still the bet rankled. *Yes, well, we"ll see what he has to say for himself." It must be a mistake. Tom wouldn"t bet on something like that. Bill had probably got it all wrong.
Tom could tell that there was something wrong the minute he saw Emily that evening. She was waiting for him at the corner near the Co-op, arms folded across her chest, foot tapping impatiently. Every line of her body looked tight and angry.
*You"re late. And I can smell the beer on your breath from here, Tom Norris."
*It was just the one. It"s been a scorcher today. I was thirsty."
*Well, you can flipping well go back to the hotel and stay there. I don"t want to be taken home by a man who drinks."
*I do not drink."
*You"ve just had a beer. You admitted it."
*That was one lousy beer." He grabbed her arm and swung her round. *What"s really wrong, Emily?"
She breathed deeply, then the words burst out, *I"ve heard about it."
*About what?"
*About your bet."
Her voice was so loud, her expression so furious that a group of women from the Co-op stopped to watch. Tom glanced around in panic, then dragged her across to the Memorial Gardens.
She let him pull her as far as the flower beds and then stopped to confront him, hands on hips. *I don"t want to see you again, Tom Norris. And I"ll never, ever forgive you for that bet."
He froze for one moment, then reached for her.
*Let go of me! I"ll scream if you don"t."
But he didn"t let go.
And she didn"t scream.
Although she made a half-hearted attempt to struggle, he didn"t even seem to notice and pulled her right into his arms, kissing her long and hard a not as a shy lad, but as a man kissing the woman he loves.
And when he stopped, she felt so dizzy, so bewildered, she let him hold her close and explain what had happened.
*I"m sorry about the bet, Em. Really sorry. I don"t care two hoots about it. I"ll give Stan his money and he can crow all he wants about winning. It"s you I care about."
She stared at him, bemused.
*I"m not letting you go. I"m not. I love you, Emily Baker. I want to marry you. I"m going to marry you."
*But-"
*I know it"s a bit soon to be talking of marriage, but when you meet someone who"s so," for the first time his voice faltered, *so right in every way," his voice became firm again, *you don"t let them walk away."
*But Tom, I-"
He stopped her protest with another heart-stopping kiss, then he drew her over to one of the park benches. *Oh, Em, don"t finish with me! I couldn"t bear it if you did that."
Her protest died unborn. The look in his eyes made something turn to jelly inside her. His hand seemed to have left a warm print on her arm. Not since her mother died had anyone shown such deep feeling about her. Vera was right. It was just like in films. Tom Norris really had fallen madly in love with her.
And she loved him, too!
She stared at him open-mouthed as that realization sank in. How had that happened when she"d vowed never to get married? She saw how anxiously he was looking at her and shook her head at him. *Oh, you are a fool."
It was as if he sensed the change in her, because he smiled as he leaned forward and left a trail of little kisses across her face.
*An absolute fool," she breathed in his ear as she kissed him back, not caring now whether anyone saw them or not.
Vera, walking home with Bill, paused for a moment to watch her friend"s enthusiastic embrace. *I knew she was getting fond of him," she said softly, then hurried Bill past before he could call out or whistle and destroy the moment.
*It"s so romantic!" she sighed as she looked back over her shoulder to see them still sitting there, Emily"s head on Tom"s shoulder. *He was looking at her as if she was the sun in the sky."
*Other fellows can be just as romantic," Bill growled.
*Oh?" She looked at him challengingly.
But for the life of him, he couldn"t find the courage to kiss her right there on the main street with friends of his parents watching them from their shop doorway.
Vera set a cracking pace home, nose in the air.
Bill trailed along by her side, and when they got away from the main street, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. But he knew it wasn"t as good as the sizzling kisses Tom and Emily had been exchanging in full view of the whole town.
Tom Norris won his bet two weeks later, but only because Emily couldn"t bear to see that slimy Stan Bowler win five whole dollars off him.
At the next church social she hissed, *Now!" and kissed him a on the lips a in front of everyone.
And only he heard the words she muttered afterwards, *Don"t you dare make such a bet again, Tom Norris!"
She was a bit huffy with him for days afterwards, in spite of the big bunch of flowers he bought her. It had taken a lot for her to kiss him like that in front of everyone. He understood that and bore her wrath meekly. She was a wonderful girl, his Em was. She still hadn"t agreed to marry him, but it was only a matter of time before she did.
They both knew that.
Dance With Me.
Anna"s Notes.