Valley So Low by Patrice Wayne

Author:Patrice Wayne [Wayne, Patrice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, erotic, historical editors, pick
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

By dinnertime on Christmas, George, recovered from his teething bout after his molar pushed through, ran around banging on the drum Harry bought for him in town. Sometimes he put it down long enough to carry the cuddly teddy bear Santy Claus brought, another item Harry carried home, and tried to sing Christmas carols to the stuffed toy. Maude didn’t mind the noise. For the moment, all was well in her little world. Harry’s bruises remained but most faded a little. The swelling around his eye went down and he could see. His recovery or the holiday or maybe both infused him with cheerful joy and Maude enjoyed it as much, if not more, than her own. As the delicious aroma of ham wafted through the house, Maude peeked out the window at the bright day. After a week of dreary skies and snow showers, Christmas dawned fair and clear. Sunlight turned the snow on the ground sparkling white, like something out of a fairy tale. She lifted her hand to catch the reflected brilliance of the light on her ring, a Christmas gift from Harry. The dainty gold band, a wedding ring, fit her left hand as if tailored for her finger. Until he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, she didn’t realize Harry came up from behind. “It’s almost as pretty as you,” he said. “Do you like it?”

“I do,” Maude replied, aware her word echoed the traditional wedding vows. “I’m glad you bought it now.”

“It means the same as one of those engagement rings rich folks are so fond of getting,” he told her. “It’s a promise, although I feel like we’re married now. But it shows folks I’m serious, Maudie.”

“I never doubted you were,” she said. “I don’t see where a preacher saying some words makes it any more so than it is now.”

Harry chuckled as his lips touched the back of her neck with butterfly kisses. “I don’t either, honey, but most folks don’t see it the same. I’m glad you like it. I studied over what to get you, and a ring seemed the thing I most wanted to give you.”

“I don’t know anything else I would’ve wanted.” Maude turned to face him, her fingers stroking the fabric of the shirt she’d made him. He didn’t wince so he must be healing well. “George likes his toys—the drum and the bear.”

“Aw, I think he likes the peppermint sticks most of all,” Harry joked. “I’m glad to see he’s feeling more himself.”

“I feel the same way about you,” Maude told him. “You were awful quiet and down Sunday, even Monday. I knew you were hurting but I couldn’t do any more than I did to help.”

His eyes lit with warmth and fire. “You did plenty, Maudie,” Harry said. “I do feel a deal better, good enough for some spoonin’ now, lovin’ later.” He kissed her mouth and a rush of tenderness heated with desire poured over Maude. Careful not to

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