The Black Widow Bride (Mail Order Matrimony Book 3) by Sarah Banks

Author:Sarah Banks [Banks, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Quentin Mo & Noah Co., Novella Length Stories, Mail Order Matrimony Series, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian Era, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Mail-Order Matrimony Series
Publisher: Sarah Banks
Published: 2019-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

One Month Later

Married life suited him. Much more than he would’ve ever thought. He was half in love with his wife and who wouldn’t be. She was beautiful, kind, hardworking and thoughtful. Not only with her son and siblings, but with him as well. Never had he dared to dream about the life that he had now.

He pushed his empty supper plate away and leaned back in his chair. “My pants are getting snug around the waist.”

Elizabeth sat at the table with him although she had already eaten earlier with the rest of her family. Instead she was sewing something. Keeping him company as she did every night despite the late hour. She glanced up at him, arched a brow and then looked back down at her needle and thread without a word.

“I popped a button clean off my shirt the other day,” he told her, his eyes twinkling.

She straightened and put down her sewing. “You did not. I do all of your washing and mending, I’d know.”

“I was so embarrassed. I didn’t want you to know, so I sewed it myself.”

“You did not!” All of the sudden she looked unsure. “Did you? Will, are you teasing me?”

“Maybe a little.”

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, picking up her sewing again. A smile teased the corner of her lips. “You’re incorrigible.”

He stood, taking his dishes to the empty sink and began to wash them.

“You don’t have to do that,” she called from behind him.

“I don’t mind. Tell me what you’re making now,” he asked to distract her, before she got up and insisted on washing the dishes herself. She sewed every night and was quite accomplished. He was proud that he had enough money to provide fabric to clothe her and her family. He noticed in church this past Sunday that all of the children had been smartly dressed from her nightly sewing efforts this past month. Only Elizabeth and himself wore older clothing. He couldn’t help but admire that she put her siblings needs ahead of her own.

“A shirt.”

“For Charles?”

She made a humming noise.

“It’s a nice fabric,” he said, looking at her over his shoulder.

“I think so too,” she murmured and smiled.

He finished the dishes and leaned back against the counter watching her. This past month had been the best of his life, no contest.

They fell into a routine of sorts. She had come into the saloon their second night together with her suggestions about the younger children taking over the cleaning of the bar and acquiring animals to fill the barn that had sat empty for years.

When he came to work the next day, he was surprised to see the taproom cleaner than he ever managed to get it. The floors were swept, the tables wiped down, even the cast iron stoves and brass rail that ran along the bottom of the bar were gleaming. They had polished the bar top, washed glasses and cleaned the mirror behind the bar and even the windows. He knew

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