Janet Barton - The Mistletoe Kiss

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An Unexpected Match Millicent Faircloud feels her dreams are coming true when she's assigned to photograph the construction of New York's tallest building—until she realizes it means working with fellow boarder Matt Sterling. He's handsome and kind, but the stubborn man doesn't understand her ambition.Matt can't help but admire Millicent's spirit. But he's been hurt by a woman who cared only for her career, and he won't make that mistake again. Is Millicent more of the same, or would she put family first? If Matt can open his mind to new ideas, he may find love to be the best Christmas present of all.

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The ladies soon returned and began placing dishes in the dining room.

“We took the table’s leaves out to make it a bit smaller, so that it has a more intimate feel when we’re dining with only a few guests. Most nights John and I take our meals in the kitchen, so it feels like a real event when we eat in here,” Elizabeth said as she took her seat at the end of the table nearest the kitchen. John seated his wife while Matt pulled out a chair for Millicent before taking the one across from her.

John said the blessing and began serving the roast chicken his wife had prepared. Once they were all served, Matt turned to John. “Now tell us, what it is you want to discuss with Milli—cent and me?”

Millicent was surprised at his effort not to call her Millie. Lately he’d begun to use it even more, and she appreciated his restraint at the moment.

“As you know there’s been a couple of near-fatal accidents to others working on your building in the last few months.”

Millicent’s stomach clenched. Matt never mentioned anything about those accidents—at least not in her presence.

“I do. And there were several less serious ones last week. Thankfully, no one was badly hurt, although it could have been disastrous if their harnesses hadn’t held them. Are you doing an article about the accidents for the Tribune ?”

Because of the articles he and Elizabeth worked on, him for the New York Tribune and her for the popular ladies magazine the Delineator , describing the appalling conditions of the tenements, John had recently become one of the paper’s top reporters. He shook his head. “Not an investigative piece so much as informative one. Many people aren’t aware of how dangerous it is to build those sky-touching buildings you love to work on. I’m hoping my boss will get your supervisor’s permission for me to do a series of articles on the building. He wants me to write about how these high-rises are built and the danger in working on them. It’d be great publicity.”

“So what is it you’re thinking of doing?”

“I’d like to be able to go floor to floor and interview the workers, see for myself how dangerous it is and—”

“Elizabeth, aren’t you worried about that?” Millicent found herself interrupting.

“About John going up so high? Not really. I feel if they get behind the article, they’ll keep him away from the really dangerous areas.”

“I’m sure we would,” Matt said. “But what do you need me to do? I’m not the boss. I can’t give you permission.”

“I know. But should he bring it up to you, should he want to know what you and the men under you think about it, I’d like you to give me a good word.”

“You’ll have it.”

John nodded. “I appreciate it.”

“But how does any of this have anything to do with me?” Millicent asked. “Or is there something different you want to talk to me about?”

“Not really different,” Elizabeth said. “You take such wonderful photographs—you tell her, John.”

“My editor at the paper asked if we could talk you into being the official photographer for the articles. Elizabeth is going to do a different take for her articles for the Delineator —more of a human-interest piece on what the families of these men think about the work they do. Our articles about the tenements were received so well, our editors love the idea of doing the different kinds of views of the Park Row Building and we’re really excited about it.”

“What kind of photographs will you be wanting me to take?”

“You’d need to take the ones you feel would best illustrate the stories we want to write.”

“What do you think, Millicent?” John asked. “We know you don’t like heights, but you are the best photographer we know and we didn’t even have to bring your name up. You’ve been asked to come in with us. Will you do it?”

Millicent let out a deep breath. There was no doubt in her mind this could be the opportunity she’d been waiting for. But why did the chance of a lifetime have to involve her going to the top of what would be the tallest building in the city—the very thing that paralyzed her with fear?

“Even if you get permission to go up, John, I’m not sure my supervisor would ever agree to letting Elizabeth and Millicent up where the men are working. And with Millicent’s aversion to heights—”

“Oh, surely when he knows she’s the one the Tribune trusts to do the job—”

Matt shrugged.

“We won’t know until he’s asked. I’ll make my decision then,” Millicent said decisively. “At least I have time to think it over.”

“The color drained out of your face at the thought of it now.” Matt glanced over at John. “There’s no need to put her through—”

“It’s Millicent’s decision to make, don’t you think, Matt?” John asked.

“Of course it is.” Matt shrugged again. “It may be a moot point anyway. I just don’t see how having a woman on the job is going to happen.”

Not if he had any say about it, Millicent was sure of that. And that attitude irritated her. If the opportunity to do this photo shoot came about, she’d pray and ask the Lord to ease her fear, at least long enough to get the job done. One thing she knew for sure. She certainly wasn’t going to let Matt’s opinion keep her from trying.

Chapter Two

By the time Millicent and Matt left Elizabeth and John’s, she had a raging headache. After their friends told them they’d be in touch once John’s editor gave them the go-ahead on the articles, they’d played a few games of charades after dinner. But Millicent could think of little else than what she would do if Matt’s supervisor said yes. Now on the trolley back home, she rubbed her temple and closed her eyes.

“You know,” Matt began, “you don’t have to say yes to this, Millicent. I realize it’s a good opportunity, but I also know how emphatic you’ve been about your fear of heights. If you don’t want to—”

“Matt, John’s articles are probably going to make the front page, and the exposure of my photos could bring in enough business that I could finally open my shop.”

“What if you agree and then find you can’t...do it? What will that do for your reputation?”

“Thanks for your vote of confidence in me.”

“Now, Millie, you know I—”

“I’m hoping no one but you and the Talbots will know that I fear heights. I’m pretty sure John wouldn’t splash that information all across the front page.”

“No. Of course he wouldn’t. But—” Matt shook his head and sighed. “The decision is yours.”

“I’m not pretending this will be an easy choice. I’ll need to think things over and pray about it. And I don’t know if I will accept the offer or not. That’s so high up.”

“You might not want to look down.”

“But isn’t the view the best part?”

“It is for me, seeing the city laid out below, but it might not be for you. You’d probably get dizzy.”

Was he trying to talk her out of even contemplating taking the job? Millicent felt a little queasy just thinking about looking down at the streets below, but she certainly wasn’t going to let Matt know. “I’m sure it’s a sight to see.”

“It is.”

Their trolley stopped and Millicent was thankful for the break in conversation as they got off and hurried to Heaton House. The night air was cooling quickly and she was glad to be inside once more. The boarders were in the parlor with Julia playing the piano as she often did. But she stopped playing as Millicent and Matt joined them, and one of the maids brought in tea for everyone.

“You must be a mind reader, Maida,” Matt said.

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