Man...Mercenary...Monarch (Royally Wed) by Joan Elliott Pickart

Author:Joan Elliott Pickart [Pickart, Joan Elliott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Family Life, Secret Son, Elusive Pursuits, King's Son, Denied Heritage, Former Mercenary, Royal Prince, Royalty, Sensitive Beauty, Mistress or Lover, Kidnapping, Secret Baby, Paternity
Publisher: Silhouette Special Edition Classic
Published: 2014-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The following days and nights flew by so quickly that Laura wished she could wave a magic wand and stop time.

It was glorious…all of it.

The snow that had fallen the evening Betty stayed for dinner melted by the next afternoon, except for patches beneath the trees.

Laura put socks on Jeremiah’s hands and she and John took the baby outside for his first encounter with the white, cold stuff. Jeremiah was not quite certain he liked the feel of it.

On another day the three drove into town to purchase more diapers, mittens for Jeremiah, a safety seat for the bathtub, and a device for John to strap on his back to hold Jeremiah when they went for walks.

They saw the Reverend Tucker in one of the stores. When the good reverend became as flustered in John’s presence as his wife had, John frowned in confusion, then dismissed the episode from his mind when Harold rushed away before John could introduce him to Laura and Jeremiah.

What John did know for sure was that he was becoming more proficient at caring for his son, sensing what needed to be done, then stepping in and doing it.

The days were filled with caring for Jeremiah.

The nights belonged to Laura and John.

On the morning that marked a week since Laura had moved into the cabin, she woke earlier than usual, realizing that it had not been Jeremiah’s demanding wail to be rescued from his crib that had brought her from her dreamless sleep.

She turned her head to look at John in the dim light in the bedroom, smiling softly as she gazed at him where he slept on his stomach next to her.

Magnificent, she thought. Even while he slept there was a masculine power emanating from him, a blatant sexuality that caused the embers of desire within her to burn brighter at the mere sight of him.

Oh, how she loved this man.

These days and nights with John had far surpassed the hopes and dreams of her rainbow wish. He was everything and more that she had fantasized about finding in her soul mate.

She sighed and stared up at the ceiling.

They were doing it, just as they’d planned. Not once during their time together had they spoken of the future, nor had John faced the fact that he was a Wyndham.

They simply existed in the moment, gloried in it, enjoyed Jeremiah, then reached eagerly for each other in the darkness of night.

She had never been so happy, so fulfilled and content.

So foolish.

In quiet solitude such as this, there was nowhere to hide from the truth of what she was doing. When this fantasy ended, she would suffer heartache so intense, it would steal the very breath from her body.

Would the tears she would shed ever end, or would she yearn for John and Jeremiah for the remainder of her days?

Oh, Laura, don’t, she admonished herself. The world beyond the cabin door would rush into the magical existence within these walls soon enough, without her dimming the happiness she had by anticipating it.

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