Great Chicago Fire Trilogy Complete Collection by Susan Wiggs

Author:Susan Wiggs [Wiggs, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488006449
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2016-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

She blinked away the tears and managed a laugh. “I’m afraid you’re too late for some of them.”

He looked crestfallen. “What do you mean?”

“Well.” She sat up in bed and helped herself to a biscuit, wishing there was something else to eat. “I used to dream about my wedding, for one thing.” She nibbled a corner of the biscuit. “And believe me, it was nothing like the courthouse wedding.”

“Tell me what it was like,” he asked softly.

She stared intently at him and wondered if that particular shade of blue had been invented just to adorn his eyes. With a single glance, the brush of a caress, he drew from her every possible emotion, and she found herself speaking with an ease she’d never felt with anyone. Not Deborah, not her mother. “I used to daydream about the grandest wedding imaginable. I would wear an ivory gown covered in seed pearls and a veil that flowed like the very mists of time.” She paused and let go of the daydream. “Do you think me terribly shallow for dwelling so much on fashion?”

“No, Kate. Your dreams are a part of you. And I of all people know what lies beneath your fashionable surface.” He reminded her of this by lowering his head to her naked breast.

She tucked the sheet up around her, fastening it beneath her arms. “Do you want to hear this or not?”

“Of course, my dear. I simply got carried away. Go on. Where were you? Ah yes. The grand wedding. And the ivory dress with beads—”

“Seed pearls,” she corrected him, trying not to giggle with the absurdity of it. “There would be glorious music playing.” She shut her eyes and inhaled. “We’d have a ceremony outside, of course, under a garden gazebo all twined with flowers. The smell of lilacs and lilies of the valley would perfume the air…and after the speaking of the vows, white doves would take flight.”

“Doves?”

“At least a dozen of them. Think how pretty they would look against the blue sky.”

He grew quiet, his face unsmiling and pensive.

“I know it must seem silly to you,” she said, discomfited.

“Not silly, Kate. Not in the least. You’ve survived a terrible ordeal, and you deserve to have your dreams come true. I wish this wasn’t just a train car, but a golden palace. I wish these soda biscuits were made of butter, and the honey was caviar. I wish I could have given you the wedding you dreamed about.”

With a cry of dismay she came up on her knees and straddled him, pushing him mercilessly against the pillow. “Dylan Kennedy, don’t you see what I am trying to say?”

He thought for a moment as if trying to decide which answer would satisfy her. “Um, maybe you’d better explain.”

“I was a foolish article of a girl,” she declared. “I did not know the first thing about dreams—true ones or otherwise. I dreamed of a beautiful ceremony, yes. But I was too stupid to see that it’s all just pomp and illusion.

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