Montana Dawn by Caroline Fyffe

Author:Caroline Fyffe [Carolin Fyffe ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781428509115
Publisher: Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc.
Published: 2011-12-23T11:23:57+00:00

Chapter Twenty-nine

LYING in bed the next morning, Faith didn’t want to take the chance of getting up and have Mrs. McCutcheon send her off someplace with Luke, beautiful or not. Her nerves, worn out from yesterday, needed a respite. After everyone was gone she would venture down.

Dawn was snuggled peacefully beside her, happily fed and dry. The baby gurgled and cooed good-naturedly, seemingly content with her mother’s decision of solitude. Much earlier, Faith had heard Luke rise across the hall. The squeaking floor marked his every move as he dressed and prepared for the day; then his door opened and she’d heard him leave. She’d longed to peek out for a small glimpse of him, but she refrained, remembering how she’d been caught in the hall yesterday by Matt.

Restlessness crept over her as she admired the room in the dawn light. She’d never before just lain in bed. There were always things begging to be done; the rigors of farm life didn’t allow a body to luxuriate in such fashion. Even on Sundays, hungry animals waited to be fed. And, of course, there was Penelope. She got downright fussy if she wasn’t milked. Sighing, Faith hoped someone was tending to the old cow.

Forcing the memories away, she played with one of Dawn’s little hands. Nobody would miss Faith here. She had no responsibilities except, of course, what she was doing right now. Looking at her daughter, the same wonderment washed through her. Dawn certainly was filling out. Her milk seemed to be doing a fine job keeping the baby satisfied.

Thinking about feeding Dawn made her breasts tingle in that strange manner she was finally getting used to. Every time Dawn cried, her body responded in that delightfully painful way, producing milk. The first time she’d felt the pinprickly heat she’d been surprised and a bit more than worried, thinking something was wrong with her. Now she understood it was just one of the funny quirks of motherhood.

Looking underneath her night rail, Faith couldn’t stop a small smile from lifting the corners of her mouth. Her breasts had grown considerably since she’d given birth. She hadn’t ever given much thought to her smallish breasts, but now, filled with milk, they were downright impressive.

A giggle escaped her. She marveled at their firmness, running her hand over her gown. Then she sobered, relieved Samuel wasn’t here to see. She knew what he’d think of her new shape.

“Thank you,” she whispered to the empty room.

Shouts from outside drew her attention. Faith hurried to the window and looked out. A group of men was herding a bunch of horses into the double corral next to the barn. Several riders flanked the gate, making sure none broke free. Billy, Adam and Colton stood well out of harm’s way, jumping up and down in a wagon, hollering their encouragement.

Thundering hooves covered the area in an immense billow of dust, and the shouts of cowboys shattered the serenity of the morning. But before long, the last horse darted in the corral and Francis flung the gate closed.

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