Mail Order Misfit (Brides of Beckham) by Osbourne Kirsten

Author:Osbourne, Kirsten [Osbourne, Kirsten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unlimited Dreams Publishing
Published: 2014-03-25T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

They spent the day together, because he didn't work on Sundays. "When I was growing up, my father said that the Lord's day was for resting, and we were never allowed to work at all. The only work that was ever done was cooking and milking, but only because milking had to be done. Even when it was harvest time, we took all day off every single Sunday."

"My family wasn't as strict about it," Elaine said as she carefully hemmed the curtains. She really wanted to have them up and ready to go before Rebekah and Leah came to lunch Wednesday. "Father never worked, but he had no problem if work was done around the house. Does it bother you if I sew?" She didn't think sewing should be a problem, but she didn't want to upset him in any way.

"Oh, not at all. I just won't work on Sunday other than gathering eggs and milking the cows. I wanted to explain why. It always makes me feel a little lazy to take a whole day off every week." He grinned at her playfully as he sat with a book in his lap.

She smiled. "I think everyone should take a day off. It's good for us to have a time of rest." She nodded down at the curtains. "I actually enjoy sewing, and I want this done before Wednesday. I can't stand to sit with idle hands." Her mother had drilled into her from a young age that you use what time you have to make things better. She couldn't count the number of pillows she'd embroidered over the years.

"When you're used to working, idle hands make you feel a bit crazy." He watched her as she sewed, wondering if she remembered their bargain, and realized tonight was the night for them to consummate the marriage. He hoped so, because he didn't want to have to try to convince her it was all right. She acted as if everything were normal, though, so he worried she'd forgotten. He'd been counting down the hours until bedtime, while she acted as if it were just another day.

After supper, he went out to milk the cows and collect the eggs. He hoped she'd take the hint and get ready for bed early, because he was tired of waiting. When he stepped back into the house and put the milk and the eggs on the work table, she wasn't waiting for him in the main room as she usually was. He smiled a bit in relief, knowing he'd find her in the bedroom.

He walked into their room and found her, already in her nightgown waiting in bed for him. He blew out the lantern and undressed quickly, sliding beneath the covers with her. Lying on his side, he pulled her to him, noting that she'd left her hair down for the first time that night. Normally, she put it in a long braid down her back at night.

He stroked her cheek, his hand going under her hair in the back and pulling her head toward him.

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