Highland Echoes:Fated Hearts 02(129)

By: Ceci Giltenan

“Do ye love the sound of me retching in the morning?”

“Aye, I do, because it means ye carry my bairn.” He stroked his hand over her slightly rounded belly. “When will we share the news?”

“Not for a while yet. The baby won’t come until late November. Maybe we can announce it on the Feast of St. John the Baptist.”

“Whatever ye wish, my love. I asked ye to marry me on that day, almost two years ago.”

“I won’t easily forget that. Whispers had started about us, and grandmother didn’t want me to go to the celebration for fear there would be more talk. I wanted to dance with ye again so badly. I sat in the kitchen and cried.”

“Oh, Grace, I didn’t know ye cried. I was so angry that night. Mother and Da were trying their best to keep us apart. Ye should have let me take ye to the abbey.”

“Perhaps I should have but things turned out very well anyway.”

They lay quietly for a few moments. Grace had started to drift to sleep when Bram asked, “Whatever happened to all that ribbon mother had ye weave?”

Grace laughed. “Ye really don’t know? That’s a man for ye—never notices anything.”

“What are ye talking about?”

“Yer mother and I decided to give the first ten ells to Annice. I’m surprised ye didn’t notice it on the dress she was married in. We gave the other ten ells to Saundra and it trimmed out the dress she wore to her wedding.”

Bram kissed her soundly, then grinned. “I don’t know why ye’d be surprised. I would think by now ye would have learned, when ye are in the room ye are the only woman I see.”

She laughed and returned his kiss. “I believe ye, thousands wouldn’t.”