Fortune's Twins by Kara Lennox

Author:Kara Lennox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The morning of Gwen and Eli’s wedding dawned cold and overcast, with a few snow flurries. “It’s too early for snow,” Gwen grumbled as she dragged herself out of bed. But a small thrill of anticipation wiggled up her spine. Today was her wedding day. By ten-thirty, Eli would be her husband.

She could do a lot worse, she acknowledged. But she wished he weren’t such a mystery to her. She’d always dreamed of having a husband who would be a partner in life with her, someone with whom she could share her most intimate secrets, a man who would stick with her through thick and thin.

Eli might eventually become that man. He hadn’t run the other direction when she’d been ill, didn’t seem to be repulsed by her ever-thickening middle. He seemed open to her sharing with him. But so far, it hadn’t been a two-way street.

He’d been a little distant since their discussion in the kitchen a couple of days earlier, but she supposed that was to be expected. She’d hurt his feelings by questioning his honesty. Sylvia had been right—she knew all the important things about Eli. He was doing the honorable thing by marrying her. He’d been eager to sign the prenup, so her fortune was secure. If he had a few skeletons in his closet—well, who didn’t? He was entitled to keep them private.

After all, though she’d been far more forthcoming about her life than he had, she hadn’t told him every little thing. He knew she’d been a shy little girl with only a couple of close friends, and that she hadn’t dated many boys, or later, men. But she hadn’t told him how painfully shy she’d really been, or that she escaped reality through books and movies. And she hadn’t admitted to the secret, lurid affair she’d had with that drifter when she was nineteen. Not even Sylvia knew about that.

He knew she’d been raised by her grandmother, and that both her parents had died when she was young. But she’d never admitted the terrible thing Willie Tanner—she refused to refer to him as her father—had done to her mother, using and abusing her and then discarding her like a used paper cup. She hadn’t admitted to the shame and humiliation she’d felt when she’d learned that her birth father had virtually killed her mother.

But those were tender emotions that she would reveal to him in time, as their intimacy grew. And she believed he eventually would open up to her, too, once his trust in her had grown. For now, they knew the basics about each other, and that would have to be good enough.

Gwen pulled on a pair of wool maternity pants and a huge sweater. She had a date with Sylvia to do her hair.

Only Stella, Irene and Oggie were at the table when Gwen came downstairs. Oggie was eating his customary poached egg on toast, but Stella and Irene were waiting for her. Gwen was dismayed at how quickly she’d grown accustomed to sleeping late.

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