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Nathan’s admiration for his
wife grew by leaps and bounds with every passing hour.
She hadn’t complained once during their two days of travel and had only
asked to stop two or three times each day.
Each time she had taken a short walk to ease her aching muscles then
climbed back into the carriage and urged them onward. He had ordered a hot bath for her at each of the inns they
had stayed at; feeling rewarded each time by the sigh that escaped Kristin’s
lips as she lowered her tired body into the hot water.
Kristin was propped against a
mound of pillows and her eyes were closed but Nathan knew that she wasn’t
asleep. He reached out and grabbed
her hand, his thumb running over the pad of her palm.
“I’ll order you another
“That would be nice.
It would be even nicer if you would join me in the tub.”
“You are exhausted from
traveling. I don’t expect you to
bounce up and down in this carriage all day and then…”
“Bounce up and down on you
all night?” His own blush at
Kristin’s words caught Nathan off guard.
“Well… yes. I’m not that unfeeling.”
“I’m not unfeeling
either. In fact, I would very much
like to feel…” Kristin reached out and stroked the placard of Nathan’s
trousers. She grinned smugly at his
“Behave yourself, minx.”
Nathan captured her hand and lifted it to his mouth.
“In a few more hours we will be at the inn and you can feel whatever
“Now,” Kristin demanded
as she leaned forward, her free hand replacing the one that Nathan had moved.
Nathan glanced around the
interior of the coach. “Here?”
“You can pull the curtains
if you wish but I doubt anyone could see in.” Nimble fingers quickly freed the
“It won’t be easy for
you. We are a bit cramped in
here.” Kristin could see and feel that Nathan was warming to the idea.
“Be innovative, husband.”
Nathan’s breath caught in his throat as Kristin’s hands left him half
exposed and reached around her back. Moments
later the neckline of her dress sagged and fell.
Nathan clawed at the ties
holding the window curtains back, his eyes never leaving his wife.
Kristin slid the bodice of her dress down to her waist then grabbed the
ends of the ribbon on her chemise and twirled them enticingly.
“Yes?” She asked.
“God, yes!” He answered, practically panting.
The ribbon slowly began to
move, the bow growing smaller as inch by inch the ribbon was slowly pulled
outward. By the time that the bow
was completely undone Nathan was on his knees in front of her.
Kristin gasped and filled her
hands with Nathan’s hair as he pulled a heavy nipple into the warm cavity of
his mouth. His tongue slid across
the thin silk covering, teasing it into a tight peak while his hand covered the
other mound and coaxed it in the same manner.
“Do you like that?”
Nathan murmured into her flesh as he continued to work the nub.
“You know I do…”
Kristin’s head fell back as she pushed her chest forward even more.
“Tell me if you are
“Of course I am
uncomfortable, dammit! I need
Nathan could hear the depth
of her want in her voice. His hand
slowly dragged the silk lower, the fabric dragging heavily over her breasts as
he worked it loose.
Nathan grabbed a handful of
russet muslin and bunched it in his hand as he pulled her skirt up slowly.
On his second grab the single petticoat beneath the skirt started the
same journey. Within seconds she
was bared to his touch.
A quick brush of her mound
let Nathan know that Kristin hadn’t been exaggerating about her need.
He quickly teased her lower lips apart and slid a finger into her wet
channel then drew it up to coat her swollen clit.
Kristin’s fingers curled
into Nathan’s strong shoulders, her nails biting into his skin as he continued
to manipulate her sensitive flesh; mouth at her breasts, hands teasing the core
of her femininity. She peaked
quickly, her breath growing shallow as her muscles tensed around Nathan’s
probing fingers. He recognized the
signs and released his hold on her breast to cover her mouth and capture her
scream as she climaxed.
Nathan held Kristin tightly
as her body shuddered in completion, his hands stroking her hair and back.
When she was finally still, he ran a hand to cup her cheek and lifted her
“Some… but I still want
“Kristin… The baby…”
“But what if the carriage
“Then I’ll pull my dress
up very quickly.”
Nathan glanced around the
carriage clearly considering the logistics of the situation the nodded his head.
He moved back to his seat,
sliding as far into the back cushions as he could then propped his feet on the
edge of the seat between Kristin’s legs and crooked his finger at her.
Kristin smiled as she grasped the edge of her dress and leaned forward.
Nathan grabbed her sides beneath her arms and lifted her across the open
space onto his lap.
“Is that okay?”
Kristin dug her knees into
the cushions and wiggled closer. “Much
Nathan lifted his knees and
planted his feet solidly against the opposite seat.
“Leverage,” he told Kristin with a gleam in his eye as she worked her
hands between their hips. She rose
up on her knees.
Once Nathan’s bottom
cleared the seat Kristin tugged his trousers down his hips until his erection
sprang into her hands.
“That is much better.”
Kristin slowly lowered herself back into Nathan’s lap, her body
stretching to accept his length as she impaled herself.
Nathan’s hands fell to her knees and slid up her thighs beneath the
layers of clothing to hold her hips.
“At your leisure, my
There was nothing leisurely
about her movements. Kristin rode
her husband lustily, her body demanding a response from his. He gave it gladly, hips pistoning up to meet hers with every
rise and fall.
Nathan felt his juices rising
and knew that he couldn’t hold back much longer.
He felt the familiar clench of Kristin’s inner muscles as she fell
back, supported by his knees and hands. Her
breasts rose as her back arched and he bent to taste, the pull of his mouth
against the sensitive nipple the catalyst that pushed her completely over.
Ripples of pleasure were still coursing through Kristin’s body when Nathan took over, his hips driving up into her clinging dampness as their stomachs bumped together. The baby took up the movement; kicking back at his father each time that Nathan made contact.
“Hold on, princess.
Just a few more seconds…”
The left wheels of the
carriage hit a large rut in the road, adding momentum to Kristin’s downward
push and Nathan’s upward stroke. Kristin
screamed as the pressure sent her spiraling away again.
Nathan’s moans added to her cries as he spent himself within her,
unable to hold back any longer.
Nathan slumped back against
the seat taking Kristin with him, his arms still wrapped around her tightly.
As he came down to earth he felt her shoulders heaving beneath his hands.
“Kristin! Are you all right? Did
we hurt the baby? Talk to me,
Kristin raised her head and
Nathan was stunned to see that she was trying to contain her giggles but not
succeeding very well. “Kris?”
Kristin raised her hand over
her mouth until she could control her chuckles.
“I was just… thinking…”
“What were you thinking, my
“I am so glad that Raleigh
and Bess aren’t in the carriage with us.”
The corners of Nathan’s
mouth began to turn as his amusement at the idea rose with hers. “I don’t know… they might have enjoyed the show.”
“NATHAN BRIDGER!” Kristin
swatted at Nathan’s chest. “You
“One of my many charms.
Don’t worry. I’m sure that no one heard you scream except the driver and
he will keep his mouth shut.”
“The driver?” Kristin
glanced at the top of the coach. “Surely
not… He couldn’t have heard… could he?”
At that moment the carriage
began to slow.
“Bloody hell!” Kristin
began to yank frantically at the neckline of her gown, succeeding only in
getting it even more tangled with her chemise.
“Let me.” Nathan calmly
separated the two garments and pulled them up one at a time, securing each
carefully. As the carriage rolled
to a stop Nathan lifted Kristin from his lap, his lips catching the whimper that
emerged from Kristin as he slipped from her body.
They could hear Bess and Raleigh talking, their voices moving closer.
“Your trousers!” Kristin
hissed as she smoothed her skirts. Nathan
quickly tucked his now flaccid manhood back inside his pants and hastily
fastened the buttons, swearing lowly as he realized that the front of the
garment was soaked with his and Kristin’s juices.
He grabbed his coat from the corner and draped it over his lap just as
the carriage door swung open.
Raleigh thrust his face into
the interior. “Bess thought that
Kristin could do with a bit of a walk. She
doesn’t want her ankles swelling from too much sitting.”
Nathan made to stand but
Kristin beat him to it, her eyes dropping pointedly to his lap. “That is a good idea.”
Raleigh handed Kristin out of
the carriage while Nathan turned away in the seat and carefully slipped his coat
on. He exited the coach to find
Bess staring pointedly at him, her arms folded across her more than ample bosom
as she sniffed the air. Although
she didn’t say a word Nathan could tell that Bess knew exactly what had
happened in the carriage and that he was in for a whale of a lecture.
“At least she isn’t
sitting the entire time,” Nathan said then took off at a run as Bess took a
menacing step toward him with her hand raised.
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It was late afternoon when
the two carriages pulled up in front of the house on Kristin’s Cornwall
estate. The house was not as overly
grandiose as some of the other estates they’d passed on their way through the
coastal area, but it was bigger than his island home.
The carriage came to a stop
and Nathan glanced down at his wife, sleeping soundly in his lap, her face
buried in his neck; her hand clenched tight in the silk of his shirt.
He smiled as she suddenly sighed and nestled closer.
Moments later, the carriage
door opened and the driver appeared in the entrance. “We’ve arrived, Captain.”
“Thank you, Peters,”
Nathan said then gently shook the woman in his arms.
“Mmm…” Kristin murmured
against his throat.
“We’re here,” he told
her. “You need to wake up so I
can get us out of the carriage.”
“I know you are,” he said quietly.
“And in a few more minutes, you will be even more comfortable in a nice
big bed. So I need for you to wrap
your arms around my neck and hold on. Can
you do that for me?”
muttered and slowly slipped her arms around his neck, the action allowing her to
press her face closer to his neck.
“Are you ready, Nathan?”
Nathan looked up to see
Raleigh peering into the carriage. “Has
the step been brought out?”
The footman just placed it.”
“Then yes, I’m ready,”
Nathan said as he shifted his arms beneath Kristin and held her to him.
“Hang on, sweetheart.” Her
arms tightened around him in response as he slowly moved towards the door of the
carriage. “That’s it…”
It took a little maneuvering,
and Raleigh’s hands on his back and elbows to steady him, but within a couple
of minutes, Nathan was standing outside the carriage, Kristin still cradled in
his arms sound asleep. He looked up
to see an elderly woman in a gray dress with a full white apron standing before
him, her eyebrows raised and knitted together.
“Hello,” Nathan smiled.
“Good afternoon, sir,”
the woman replied. “You must be
the new husband.”
“I am indeed,” Nathan
“Is the countess all
She’s just sleeping. The
trip has been very tiring for her,” Nathan told the woman. “So if you would be so kind as to show me to our
“Yes, sir.” Violet nodded then turned.
“If you will follow me.”
“Of course,” Nathan
nodded and followed the elderly woman up the stairs, through the large double
doors and into the front hall. “Very
nice,” he said as he looked around, smiling at what he could see were
obviously his wife’s special touches here and there.
“The countess’ bed
chamber is this way, sir,” Violet said and gestured toward the grand staircase
Nathan carefully shifted
Kristin in his arms as he slowly ascended the staircase behind Mrs. Peterson
then followed her down a long hallway.
“This would be the
mistress’ room, sir,” Violet told him as she opened the door and indicated
that he should enter.
“Thank you,” Nathan
replied softly and carried Kristin over to the bed and gently laid her down.
murmured as she tightened her arms around Nathan’s neck.
“Ssh…” Nathan whispered
then carefully extracted himself from her embrace.
He reached for the extra blanket at the end of the bed and drew it up
Violet watched as the
gray-haired man, her mistress’ new husband, after covering her with the
blanket, leaned over the countess and brushed the softest of kisses to her
cheek. “Rest now, my love… I
will join you shortly,” she heard him whisper.
sighed and snuggled into the pillow. “…rry…”
“I will,” Nathan told her
then feathered his lips against her cheek once again before straightening up and
turning to face Mrs. Peterson.
Violet smiled inwardly at the
obvious love this man had for the countess then shook herself out of her
thoughts when she realized the man had moved to stand before her. “Is there something I can do for you, Mister…?”
Captain Nathan Bridger.”
“Captain Bridger,” Violet
smiled and nodded then looked at him expectantly.
“She’s going to need to
rest for a few hours,” Nathan said as he glanced back at his sleeping wife.
“And she will no doubt be wanting both a hot bath and some food when
she wakes up.”
“I will see that dinner is
waiting for her,” Violet said.
“Good. You might want to
make sure your cook has some lemon curd around, Kristin has been eating it with
everything right now.”
“Lemon curd? Why on earth would she be eating that? Especially with everything?”
The old woman asked.
“You’ve obviously… no,
I don’t suppose you would have…”
“Kristin is carrying our
child,” Nathan told her then grinned as the housekeeper’s eyes grew wide and
she looked past him to his wife who was curled up beneath the blanket.
“Oh my!” Violet’s face broke out in a huge smile.
“I didn’t even notice… I didn’t… oh, that is wonderful news!”
“We are very happy at the prospect.”
Violet patted her hands on
her thighs. “Oh yes… I will go
right now and make sure Cook has some lemon curd for the countess…”
“And her bath…”
“Ah yes! I won’t forget to prepare that for her as well.”
“I am assuming the bath is
behind that door there,” Nathan gestured to the door behind him and to the
“Very good,” Nathan
nodded. “I better make sure Bess
and Raleigh are settling in all right… and then I think I too will take a
short nap before dinner.”
“I will have the bed in
your room turned down, sir.” Violet
said as she turned and moved to step out of the room.
“That won’t be necessary,
Mrs. Peterson.” Nathan told the
woman, not surprised when she stopped and turned back to face him.
What did surprise him however was the knowing, and if he didn’t know
better, approving smile on Violet’s face.
“Very good, sir.”
Violet said. “What time shall I have the countess’ bath ready?”
“In three hours,” Nathan
answered. “If I let her sleep any
longer than that…”
Violet held up her hand.
“Say no more, Captain. I
Nathan smiled as he pulled
the door shut behind him. “Can
you point me in the direction of Mister and Mrs. Young’s room?”
“Down the hall, fourth door
on your left,” Violet pointed in the opposite direction.
“Thank you, Mrs.
“You’re welcome, sir.”
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The gentle squeezing on her
left breast woke Kristin from the satisfying dream she was having about making
love to her husband to find Nathan wrapped around her from behind; one hand
locked securely around her breast, the other laying protectively over her gravid
She could tell by his steady,
deep breathing that he was still asleep then smiled when she felt him thrust his
hips against her, his arousal obvious, even in his sleep, and felt an answering
need pool in the center of her being. ‘Lord…’
Kristin thought. ‘Will I ever get
enough of this man? I am almost
seven months pregnant for heaven’s sake…’
Nathan moaned her name into
her hair and pressed his erection hard against her backside, his hand on her
breast squeezing the full mound tighter.
Her smile grew, as did her
arousal. ‘No… I don’t think I
will ever get enough of him.’
Kristin circled her rear
against him, pleased when Nathan moaned her name again and buried his face
deeper into her hair.
“Nathan…” she called
his name softly as she reached back and laid her hand on his hip. “Nathan…”
“Mmm…” Nathan murmured
as he shifted closer and simultaneously pulled her back against him.
“Yes,” Kristin replied.
“I’ve especially enjoyed the waking up part.”
Nathan chuckled as she rubbed
her backside against him. “Me
too…” he said as he shifted away from her and gently pulled Kristin so that
she was lying on her back then leaned over her.
“I enjoy all the things we do when we are in bed together.”
Kristin smiled as a faint
blush touched her cheeks. “As do
I,” she said and reached up to cup his cheek.
“And it feels like you’re up…” Kristin rubbed her thigh against
his arousal, “to doing one of
those things now.”
“With you… I am always up
for it, my love.” Nathan said
then lowered his mouth to hers in a loving kiss that quickly grew into a
“Mmm…” Kristin sighed
happily against his lips as the kiss ended then slipped her hand down to cup him
through his pants.
Nathan groaned and buried his
face in her shoulder as she stroked him. “Kris…”
his voice was nothing more than a strangled whisper.
“Yes?” Kristin asked as she began to slowly work the buttons on the
placard until she’d freed his straining member. She wrapped her hand around him and resumed her stroking of
his hard length.
Nathan lifted his head and
looked at her through smoldering blue eyes.
“Do you want to be on top again?”
Kristin grinned, pushed on
his shoulders until he rolled onto his back then moved so that she was
straddling him. “What do you
Nathan returned her grin as
he splayed his hands over her belly and smoothed her chemise against the large
swell. “I think I am really
liking this aspect of your pregnancy.”
Kristin asked as she undulated against him, a coy smile gracing her lips
at his low moan.
“The ‘can’t seem to get
enough phase,’” Nathan answered. “It’s
almost as if your sex drive has doubled in the last month or so.”
“It does feel that way, doesn’t it?”
“I have a question for you
Nathan asked as he moved his hands to her hips and began to gather up her
“When did you remove my
“When I returned from
checking on Raleigh and Bess, and making sure all our luggage had been brought
“And I didn’t wake…”
“You were quite out of
it,” Nathan told her as he pushed the chemise up over her breasts.
“And I am quite good at getting you out of your clothes.”
Kristin laughed as she pulled
her chemise the rest of the way off and tossed it off the bed.
“Yes you are!” She leaned over him, her belly resting against his as she
slid her hands up his chest. “And
we need to get you completely out of yours…”
what she was alluding to, Nathan shifted beneath her and together; they managed
to remove his britches and push them to the floor with her chemise.
Kristin rose up on her knees
and reached between them to once again take hold of his shaft.
In a move that shocked Nathan, she drew the head of his member up and
down along her sex, coating him with her juices.
“Oh… god… Kris…”
Nathan groaned and unconsciously thrust into her hand.
“What do you want,
Nathan?” Kristin asked in a husky
voice as she continued to tease them both.
“You…” Nathan answered
as he reached out to grip her thighs. “I
want to taste you… want to be inside you…”
Kristin smiled and Nathan
groaned when she suddenly released him.
“Trust me…” she told
him then moaned. “Trust me…”
Nathan glanced down to see
what she was doing but her gravid stomach hid her from view. “What are you… oh…” he moaned as she took him in hand
and once again began to stroke him through her folds.
told him as she shifted and brought the head of his member to her waiting
“I…” She laid her
fingers against his lips and Nathan moaned, as the scent of her arousal suddenly
Kristin watched his eyes grow
wide with understanding then gasped as he grasped her wrist and sucked her
fingers deep into the hot cavern of his mouth; his tongue licking and sucking
her juices from the slender digits.
As Nathan worked her fingers
in and out of his mouth, Kristin slowly began to impale herself on his rigid
shaft. “Mmm… oh… Nath…”
Nathan moaned around her
fingers as he felt her slick heat surround him; fitting him like a glove.
He gazed up at her, remembering the first time he’d seen her like
this… hair tousled, lips swollen and her skin flushed with arousal.
The only difference now was the swell of her stomach where their child
rested. Nathan felt like his heart would burst with all the emotion
he felt and slowly drew her fingers out of his mouth.
“I love you…”
Kristin smiled down at him.
“I love you too, my rogue,” she echoed as she began to move on him.
“I love you so much…”
Nathan smiled and slid his
hands to her hips, guiding her movements as she set a quick but satisfying pace.
It wasn’t long before Kristin was grinding herself against him with
each downward thrust of her hips. “That’s
it, Kris…” he encouraged her, sensing her release was close.
“Come for me, sweetheart.”
“Nathan… oh please…”
Kristin moaned as she rode him hard. “I…”
she gasped and threw her head back as his hand slipped between them; his fingers
making electric contact with her clit. “Oh
“Come, Kris…” Nathan
coaxed her as he bent his legs to support her back and began to thrust his hips
up inside her while his fingers continued to dance and circle over her clitoris.
“Let go… come…”
“Na… Na… NATHAN!”
Kristin suddenly screamed his name as the sensations coiling in her
centre exploded over her in white-hot flames.
“Oh… yes…” she panted as she continued to rock on him.
Nathan watched in delight as
Kristin was consumed by her release and with a few more thrusts, he joined her;
his orgasm washing over him in steady waves as his seed flew from his body to
splash against her womb. “Kris…
Kristin moaned at the warm
flood of Nathan’s juices and braced herself on her hands as she looked down at
him; enjoying the look of utter bliss on his face as he continued to shudder
“Oh… my lady…” Nathan
whispered and gazed up at her as his body finally stilled, the intense feelings
of his release continuing to roll over him.
“My rogue…” Kristin
whispered back and as much as she didn’t want to, she moved to shift off of
him. His hands on her hips stopped
“I’m not ready to leave
you yet,” Nathan told her.
“And I’m not ready for
you to leave me,” Kristin replied. “However…”
“Your legs…” Nathan
said and laid his hands on her thighs.
“Yes…” Kristin nodded
and looked almost sad.
“It’s all right,
sweetheart,” Nathan told her as he slid his hands up to her waist.
“Not really…” she
replied then with a small nod, Kristin rose up on her knees; soft whimpers
sounding from each of them as he slipped out of her body.
With his hands guiding her, Kristin settled on her side next to him.
Once she was comfortable,
Nathan rolled over and shifted closer until they were belly to belly.
He smiled as he reached out to cup her cheek.
“You know… as much as I am enjoying seeing you pregnant… and I am
enjoying it,” he stroked his thumb over her bottom lip,
“I will be very glad when the princess is born so that I will be able
to hold you closer again… feel your chest pressed against mine…”
Kristin laughed softly.
“Are you up for a bath?”
“That would be
wonderful,” Kristin replied.
At that moment, there was a
soft knock on the bedroom door. Nathan
pulled his hand away from her cheek in a gentle caress and rolled out of the
bed. He snagged his britches off
the floor and quickly pulled them on, did up the buttons then opened the door a
“The countess’ bath is
all ready… just as you requested, Captain.”
“Thank you, Mrs.
Peterson,” Nathan smiled at her.
“You’re welcome,” the
housekeeper replied. “I will have
dinner waiting for you when you’re finished.”
“Thank you again,” Nathan
said then with a nod to the older woman, he shut the bedroom door.
“What was that all
about?” Kristin asked as Nathan
moved across the room.
“That was Mrs. Peterson,”
Nathan answered as he opened the door to the bathroom and stepped inside.
“And what did she want?”
Kristin called out to him.
Several moments later, Nathan
walked back out and headed towards the bed with a smile on his face.
“She was letting me know that your bath was ready,” he said as he
stopped at the side of the bed. “Are
Kristin returned his smile.
“Good,” Nathan grinned as
he leaned over and scooped her up into his arms.
“Nathan…” she gave him
a curious look.
“Humour me,” Nathan said
as he carried her across the room. “I
like holding you in my arms.”
“If I must…” Kristin
sighed dramatically as she pressed a kiss to his cheek.
Nathan chuckled as he stepped
into the bathroom and brought her over the bathtub that sat in the middle of the
small room. He dipped slightly so
she could test the water with her toes. “Okay?”
“Easy then…” Nathan
said as he gently lowered her legs into the water then supported her as she
eased down into the tub. “Now…
don’t get too comfortable just yet,” he told her.
“Why… oh!” A brilliant smile lit Kristin’s face as she watched him
release the buttons on his britches.
“Like what you see?”
Nathan asked, standing unashamedly naked before her and watching as she
let her eyes drift over his body.
“Oh yes,” Kristin nodded
and licked her lips as she let her eyes rake his nude frame once again.
“I do indeed.”
“Scoot up, my lady,” he told her then stepped into the tub and sank
down behind her, his legs stretching out on either side of her.
“Mmm… this is much
better,” Kristin settled back against his chest and released a happy sigh as
his hands slipped around to splay over her gravid belly.
“It has been too long since we’ve shared a bath.”
“Yes it has,” Nathan
murmured against her temple. “I
promise you… we won’t go so long between sharing baths again.”
“Good,” Kristin replied
as she lifted one of his hands from her stomach and pressed a kiss to his
knuckles then entwined her fingers with his and laid it back on her belly.
They fell into a comfortable
silence as they soaked, neither one needing to speak; instead they communicated
with their bodies. A gentle stroke
of his knee with her hand; a playful touch of her feet with his… a whisper of
his lips against her cheek.
“You realize,” Kristin
said in a throaty voice as her hands slipped down to caress his hair-roughened
thighs. “That if we stay in here
too much longer… we’re going to look like a couple of prunes.”
murmured as he cupped his hands in the water, lifted them and let the water
trickle through his fingers onto her breasts.
He peered over her shoulder to watch as the cool air in the room kissed
the wet tips, causing them to harden.
gasped as he repeated the action and her nipples tightened even more.
“I know,” Nathan replied
and dropped a kiss to her shoulder then reached out beside them to grab the bar
of soap out of the holder. He
worked up a good lather and dropped the soap into the water as he ran his soapy
hands over her belly.
“So… want to tell me
what’s been on your mind, sailor?” Kristin
asked him as he cupped her breasts in his slick hands and gently spread the
lather around the tender mounds.
“What makes you think there
is something on my mind?” Nathan
asked as he once more fished for the soap.
He smiled at the slight note
of exasperation in her voice as he finally located the bar of soap, which had
floated between her legs. He lifted
it from the water, letting his fingers caress her thighs as he did.
“I’ve been contemplating,” Nathan began as he lathered up his
hands, “penning a note to my
“To tell him about the
“Yes,” Nathan nodded as
he dropped his foamy hands to her thighs. “Thanks
to Janet, he is already aware of our marriage…” he paused and slid his hands
down along her inner thighs, smiling at the soft moan that issued from his
wife’s lips. “And while I
really couldn’t give a damn whether he knows or not…”
“He is your father…”
“He is my father,” Nathan
echoed as he continued to massage her thighs.
“But he’s not the easiest person to deal with.”
“I think the letter is a
good idea,” Kristin said. “He
should be told of the happy news.”
“You realize… if I do
this,” Nathan told her. “That
the old man will most likely descend on us around Christmas with the rest of our
“Yes, I know,” Kristin
nodded then paused. “Send your
father the note, my love.”
Nathan pressed a kiss to her
temple. “I will.”
“Good,” Kristin said as
she laid her head back on his shoulder.
“Thank you,” Nathan
whispered against her ear.
Kristin replied then tilted her head so that she could meet his eyes. “When Mrs. Peterson came to the door to tell you about the
bath, did she mention anything about dinner?”
“Yes… dinner will be waiting for us when we’re finished with our
“Oh good…” Kristin
grinned then reached for the soap in his hands.
“Because Junior is telling me that he is ready for some food.”
“Is that why he’s
kicking?” Nathan asked.
“Yes,” Kristin answered.
“Well then…” Nathan
grasped her hands and together they worked up a lather.
“Let’s finish up here then go feed my girls.”
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“There is the Carruthers
shipyard,” Kristin swept her hand in a grand gesture at the large cove below
the cliff she and Nathan were perched on. “Not
quite as grand as Bridger shipping I’m sure but I’ve worked very hard to
keep it successful.”
Nathan stared at the hive of
activity, the sound of hammers ringing through the air as not one but two ships
were in the process of being built. “I
can see from here that you have good workers.
You must have an excellent manager as well, for the yard to continue
running while you were gone.”
“John is excellent… but he is getting on in years.
I am going to have to make some decisions soon.
I know he would like to retire but I need to find someone to train with
him to take his place.”
“I don’t want to assume
to tell you how to run your business because you have obviously done so very
well but…” Nathan hesitated. “I
could make a suggestion.”
“I’d be glad to hear your
suggestion and I welcome any input that you choose to give.”
“What about Ben?
He knows sailing and ships and since he married Katie he has ties to
England and to these men. I’m not
going to be sailing as much so I won’t need him for my crew.
Perhaps we could combine our business interests in some way… my ships
could use your yard to dock in England.”
“That could work.”
Kristin said excitedly. “Ben
could train with John and watch over your transports as well.
He and Katie could have one of the estate cottages or even build a home
of their own. Perhaps Tim O’Neill
might be interested as well. He
would be closer to his family here… oh, I shouldn’t take your entire
“I think it is an excellent idea.
I can place most of my men on other ships but Tim has potential beyond
being a common sailor. Tim could act as liaison between the businesses and our
island, travel back and forth to wherever we happen to be. We can talk to him on the return trip.”
“Let’s go down, shall
Nathan’s eyes grew large as
he eyed the thirty-foot drop to the cove. “Go
“There is a path, just over
there.” Kristin pointed.
“You can’t walk that!”
“Of course I can, down at
least. Harry will take the cart
down and drive us back up.” She
nodded to the young boy sitting on the driver’s bench, son of one of her
“Why don’t you ride down
Kristin smiled indulgently at
her husband’s protectiveness. “I
would prefer to walk,” she answered firmly.
Nathan caught the tone in
Kristin’s voice and quietly gave up. “As
long as you promise to ride back up.”
“Wait until we get to the
bottom and then bring the cart down,” Kristin told Harry.
Nathan kept a firm hold on
Kristin as they slowly descended the gently sloping path.
They were about halfway down when they were spotted by one of the workers
and a cry went up. By the time they
had reached the bottom they were swarmed by members of Kristin’s crew.
“Oh, Lady, we was so afraid
when them pirates took you.”
“Praise God that you came
“Thank you, sir, for
rescuing our lady.”
The same phrases were
repeated over and over by the men as Nathan and Kristin worked their way through
the crowd to the large building that held supplies and John Peterson’s office.
The old man was waiting at the door.
John held out his arms and
Kristin moved into his embrace. She
felt his tears at her temple and shed a few of her own before pulling back.
“I was so happy when I
heard that you were safe… that you had come back to us.
“It’s all right, John.
I am all right. I wasn’t harmed in any way.
Being kidnapped turned out to be one of the best things to ever happen to
me because it brought me Nathan.”
John turned to the man
unobtrusively a few steps behind Kristin and stuck out his hand. “How do you do, sir? I
am very pleased to meet…” Peterson’s voice faded away as he stared at
Nathan, recognition flaring in his eyes. “YOU!”
“John, let’s go in your
office.” Kristin pushed against the man but he didn’t move. Peterson’s fingers balled into his palms as he stared at
Nathan, his eyes ablaze with hate.
Nathan took a step forward
and John’s hand came up.
“JOHN! Your office, NOW!” The
tone of Kristin’s voice left little room for argument.
Peterson realized that he had made his employer very angry and he stepped
back, pushing the door of the building open.
Nathan and Kristin followed him inside and through to his office.
“You bastard!” John’s
voice dripped venom as he turned on Nathan once the entrance had been secured.
“You took advantage of her, used her then forced her to marry you to
get her money.”
Nathan looked at him aghast.
“You’ve worked for Kristin all this time and you actually believe
that anyone could take advantage of her or force her to do something against her
Kristin stepped between the
two men. “Stop it!
Both of you. John, sit down and listen.”
Instead of going to his chair
Peterson leaned back against the desk, arms folded.
“I love him, John.
It’s that simple.”
“You love him… the Blue
Rogue… the damned pirate that attacked us, kidnapped you and left your crew to
die on that island. I don’t
“You don’t know Nathan.
You don’t know why he did what he did.
If you understood his motives…”
“There isn’t any
explanation for murder.”
“And who exactly has Nathan
murdered?” Kristin asked. “Did
any of the crew die?”
“Kris…” Nathan started
but shut up immediately when Kristin glared at him.
“I’ve heard the stories
about all the sailors the Rogue killed.”
“Whom did you hear them
from? Where did they originate?
From officers who had escaped his clutches?
Isn’t it strange that so many officers managed to escape?
Think about it, John.”
Peterson thought a moment.
“He still left us for dead.”
“With an island full of
supplies and all of the tools you needed to make the Spirit seaworthy again.”
Nathan came up behind Kristin
and laid his hand gently on her upper arms.
“Your captain deserves an explanation, my love, and it is my place to
give it to him. Once he knows then
he has to follow his conscience.”
protested mildly as she turned her head back to look at Nathan.
He smiled and rubbed his lips across her forehead then turned back to
“Yes, Captain Peterson.
I am the Blue Rogue… or rather I was the Blue Rogue.
But I think that you may have already suspected that.”
“I was curious.” John
admitted grudgingly. “That
ship… I thought that she was the one that came for us but your crew said that
she belonged to the lady’s new husband and they had a note from Lady
Westphalen in her own writing so I hoped I was wrong.”
Kristin and I were married at my home in the islands five months ago.”
Peterson’s eyes fell to
Kristin’s heavy belly but he had the good manners not to comment.
“I’ll try to keep this
brief. The persona of the Blue
Rogue was born six years ago when my son died on a British naval vessel after
having been taken from his own ship by a press gang.
I tried to save Robert but I didn’t find him in time. Instead the Rogue started attacking ships, building a
reputation as a bloodthirsty pirate. When
I came upon one of his majesty’s ships I met little resistance.
I boarded, spoke with the men and took those that had been pressed into
service onto my ship if they wanted to come.
I also took several officers from each ship to witness the staged deaths
of each of these men.”
Then the gangs wouldn’t come looking for the blokes,” John’s eye
held just a gleam of admiration. “They wouldn’t be named as deserters.”
“The officers were allowed
to escape and the boys we rescued were either returned home or given a bit of
money and a new start. This
continued for a year or more then my wife died and the Rogue went into
“I heard that he was
working in the Orient.”
“A rumor some of my men
planted to throw suspicion away.”
“Why did the Rogue
“Even though officially the
practice of impressment has been discontinued with the end of the war, my godson
was taken from an American ship. I
went in search of Will, determined to succeed this time. The design of the Spirit is similar to the reports we had of
the ship that took Will. We had
intelligence that the ship might be in that particular area and my lookout made
a mistake. I couldn’t risk you
warning my target so we shipwrecked you, damaging the ship just enough to delay
you but not leave you stranded indefinitely.”
“You took the countess.”
“I didn’t know how badly
she was hurt. I couldn’t leave
her on the island with all of you so I took Kristin and Katie on board my
John’s eyes darted to
Kristin’s belly again.
“Nathan was a gentleman,
John. He didn’t force me into any
kind of relationship. We spent time
together and gradually I came to realize that there was more to the man than the
pirate façade. We fell in love and
once Nathan had rescued his godson we returned to his home and married.
We didn’t know about the child then.”
John’s shoulders slumped
and he seemed to age before Kristin’s eyes.
“So you are telling me that the dread pirate rogue is actually a law
abiding upstanding citizen? He
isn’t a thief or a murderer?”
“No, John. Nathan is my husband and the father of my child.
The Blue Rogue is dead, killed by the British navy if you listen to
rumour. Can’t we leave him
“He attacked British ships.
I just don’t know if I can let that go.”
“John…” Kristin waved
aside Nathan’s murmured protest. “There
is a bit more to the story that you should know.
There was another pirate who attacked Nathan’s ship and took me away.
Nathan wouldn’t let me go alone. He
rescued me from that pirate and then sent me back to England to protect me while
he hunted the bastard down.”
“Why did he think the
pirate would chase you? For ransom?
They may have been in on it together.”
“The pirate was obsessed
with me, John. He was plagued
with… fantasies about a woman he had seen in a small portrait… the miniature
of me that Oliver carried in his watch. I
found the watch and I found James’ signet ring.
It was Oliver’s ship, John.”
Nathan watched as John’s
mouth slowly dropped open and his shoulders began to shake.
Kristin moved to embrace the old man loosely.
“He won’t ever bother me
again, John. Nathan found
Zellar’s hideout and went after him. A
joint Anglo-American naval tribunal tried Zellar, found him guilty and hanged
him for piracy and desertion.”
John lifted his head to stare
at Nathan. “He swung?
You saw this yourself?”
Nathan shook his head.
“I didn’t. I was
unconscious from a saber wound that Zellar managed to inflict.
But people that I would trust with my life… with the lives of my wife
and child… they saw him swing.”
John broke from Kristin and
moved to stare out the small window toward the sea.
After a few minutes silence he nodded his head sharply and turned toward
the couple. “Captain Bridger, I
believe you said… I am very happy to meet you, sir.”
John offered his hand to Nathan.
“May I offer my congratulations on your marriage?
I am sure you are anxious to inspect the repairs that we’ve completed
on your ship and see your crew so if you would follow me…”
“I don’t understand.”
Nathan whispered as Kristin slipped her hand through his arm and they moved
slowly after Peterson. “He was
ready to turn me in and now… is he still going to or was he putting on a
“John won’t turn you in,
Nathan, not now. Do you remember
when I told you about Oliver and James’ death?
That I knew what had happened because a single crew member managed to
escape and bring me back the news?”
“Was John Peterson.”
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“We are definitely going to
need some chairs with better padding,” Kristin muttered as she tried to make
herself comfortable on the small chair behind Nathan’s desk. She dropped her chin to her hands as she listened to Nathan
and John drone on about the repairs that had been made to the ship.
She had to hand it to John; when he gave up his anger at Nathan he did so
completely and without looking back. The
two men were talking as if they had been mates for years.
Kristin grimaced as the baby
landed a solid kick against her lower abdomen.
Nathan turned to her immediately, sensing her discomfort before the sharp
gasp had a chance to escape her lips. He
cut off his conversation with John and moved to her side instantly, dropping to
his knees to rest a hand on her belly.
“Are you okay, my love?”
Kristin’s teeth were biting
into her lower lip as the sharp kicks continued, the child seeming to flail all
of his limbs at once.
She nodded. “Your child is practicing his ballroom moves… OUCH!”
Nathan smoothed both hands
over her gravid abdomen; fingers splayed wide as he bent over and began talking
in a low voice. “You need to play
a little more carefully, princess. You
are hurting your mama.” His
fingertips massaged gently. “Kicking
is okay because we know that you are cooped up in there and the space is only
getting smaller but be a bit more gentle. Can
you do that for your mama and your daddy?”
Kristin smiled as the
pressure inside her abdomen lessened. “Thank
you, my love.” The couple shared
a loving look, so caught up in each other that they didn’t notice Peterson
staring at them.
“She’s settled down
now.” Kristin finally whispered. With
a nod Nathan rose and turned back to find John watching with a bemused look on
his weathered face.
“So it’s a girl is it?”
“Nathan certainly seems to
think so.” Kristin laughed as she grasped Nathan’s arm and levered up.
“Before we set sail we need to have a few items of furniture brought
from the house.”
“When would you like to
sail?” John asked. “Your note
wasn’t specific but I’ve had everything made as ready as possible so final
preparations shouldn’t take too long.”
“We need to get underway as
soon as possible. My wife is
determined that our child be born in a warmer climate.”
“So you will be away for
quite some time?”
“For several months at
least… maybe until the summer. Is
that going to be a problem?”
“No…” John hesitated.
“I just… you know that the wife and I have been talking about cutting back
on the work, spending more time with the grandchildren.
You’ve been so generous with me that we can afford to retire but
neither Violet or I want to leave you in an awkward position…”
“I appreciate that John but you and Violet deserve this time.
You’ve given so much of yourselves to Cynthia and I over the last
twenty years. If you want to leave
now we would certainly understand but if you were willing to wait a bit
“Mrs. Peterson and I are
here for you as long as you need us.”
“A young man will be
arriving in a few days… Katherine Hitchcock’s new husband.”
“One of your lot?”
John asked Nathan.
“The one who dragged Katie
kicking and screaming from below deck and contributed to Kristin’s mishap.”
“My mishap?” Kristin’s
eyes flared at her husband but when she saw the gleam of amusement in his eye
she backed down. “Later…” she
told him quietly with narrowed eyes then continued speaking with Peterson.
“Ben has a good head for
business and we trust him so Nathan and I thought that perhaps you might be
willing to take him on as a trainee… teach him about the business. That way you would be free to retire if you chose to do so or
to take more time off.”
“I have a rather extensive
transport business and we could do with a base here.
Ben would oversee that aspect of my business as well.”
John lifted his hand and
stroked his chin. “He’s a
trustworthy lad, you say?”
“I want you to understand
that this is in no way an attempt to replace you.
You are in charge here as long as you want to be.
I just want you to feel like you can take time off when you want to.”
“If the two of you think so
highly of the boy I will give him a chance.
But if he doesn’t prove himself… out he goes.”
“Agreed.” Nathan answered
and shook John’s hand once again. “Ben
and Katie should be arriving in a week or two.
They will be staying up at the house until they decide whether they want
to stay in one of the cottages or build their own home but he understands that
when it comes to the shipyard your word is law.”
“Ooh…” Kristin bent as
her hands clutched her belly. “That
didn’t last long.”
Nathan’s hand joined hers.
“She is getting stubborn as she grows.”
“Hello…” came a call
from the deck. “Is anyone
Violet Peterson appeared at
the door with a large hamper and Kristin broke into a grin. “That’s it! She’s
hungry! She sensed that you were
coming with lunch! I hope that you
brought lemon curd.”
“I have a lovely pot of it
just for you, milady.”
“Why don’t we spread the
food out here in the office? We can
have a nice little picnic and be protected from the wind as well.” Nathan
“That sounds wonderful.”
Kristin replied, anxious to get her fingers into the jar of curd.
“The two of you are joining us, of course.”
After initial declining the
invitation the Peterson’s gave in to Nathan and Kristin’s pleas and they
settled down on a blanket on the floor of Nathan’s office to dine on bread and
cheese with ham and sausage… and lemon curd.
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“So the princess has
settled down for her afternoon nap?” Nathan asked as he and Kristin strolled
along the rocky shoreline that led away from the main yard.
“Mmhmm… I guess she was
trying to tell me that she wanted something to eat.
I swear sometimes it feels like this baby has eight limbs instead of
four. I don’t know how she
manages to poke me in so many places at once.”
“I can’t believe that in
a few more months we are going to have a tiny little baby to love.
Well… that she will be here. I
already love her… almost as much as I love her mama.”
“I feel the same way…
about our baby and her papa.” Kristin
tilted her lips up to Nathan’s for a sweet kiss.
“And in a few days we will be headed for home.”
Nathan’s brow furrowed.
“I want you to spend as much of that time resting as you possibly can.
We are going to do everything we can to make you comfortable on the
seaQuest but it won’t be the same as being here in your fine home. Even my island home will seem small and rustic compared to
“Our island home will be
wonderful because we will be in it together… with our baby… with all of our
“We’ll have to spend some
time in Boston. I have extremely
efficient managers for the business there but I do need to check on it
“Then we will go to Boston.
You realize that our baby will have made two major sea voyages before
being born? Our princess had better
be a good traveler.”
“How could she not be with
the two of us as parents?” Nathan
paused and pulled Kristin into his arms. “I
love you, my wife.” He bent to
capture her lips, his tongue delving deep into her warmth to tangle with hers.
A sudden spray of cold water
falling over them quickly dampened their ardor.
“What the hell?” Nathan
swore as he pulled back and scanned the water.
“My God… I don’t believe it!”
“What?” Kristin turned in
his arms. Her laughter joined
Nathan’s as they stood and stared at the dolphin in the water, mouth open and
head bobbing up and down as if he was laughing at them.
“Darwin? How did you get here? This
is too far north for you.” Nathan waded into the water, mindless of the cold,
to rub his friend’s melon.
The dolphin chattered away
aimlessly and Nathan nodded a time or two as if he understood every click and
“Having Darwin show up is
great! I can send a message to
Scott with him so the Wayfarer will arrive that much sooner.”
“But how will Darwin know
how to find the Wayfarer?”
“How did he know to find us here?
I can’t explain it. I just
know that when I am thinking about him… when I need him, he always turns
up.” He turned back to the
dolphin and rubbed his snout again. “You
stay around here, Darwin. Tomorrow
I’ll bring you a message.”
Darwin nodded then turned and
swam away, pausing only to lift his tail up and splash it down one more time.
“Nathan, come out of the
water!” Kristin demanded as the spray rained over her once more, reminding her
of the frigid temperature. “You’ll
“Sailors are made of hearty
stock.” He told her as he tramped through the rippling water.
Kristin eyed the wet fabric
clinging to his hips and thighs. “But
they can still catch fevers. We
need to get you back to the house so that you can warm up.”
Nathan waggled his eyebrows
at her. “Only if you promise to
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“Are you sure?
This is the last chance you have to change your mind.”
“I am sure. It is time for us to return home.” Kristin answered her
husband with no trace of hesitation in her voice.
“All the last minute
details taken care of?”
“I’ve posted notes to
everyone including one advising Ben and Katie of his new status here.
Father is making arrangements for my man of business to continue paying
the salaries of the staff. I’ve
had a comfortable chair installed in our cabin. We are packed and our luggage
has been loaded. What have I
“I can’t think of a
thing.” Nathan smiled at his wife then turned to the people standing a few
feet behind them. “She’s ready
Raleigh nodded and Bess
grinned. “It’s about time. Your family is gonna be expanding before long no matter where
“Hush, old woman.”
Raleigh took Bess by the arm and guided her up the gangplank.
That left the Petersons.
Kristin moved into Violet’s outstretched arms.
“You take care, child. And
come home to us soon. We look
forward to meeting this baby.”
Kristin nodded and brushed
away a tear then moved to embrace John. When
they parted he and Nathan shook hands vigorously.
“If you have any problems,
any problems at all, you may act with both my and Kristin’s full authority.
Ben should be here within the week.
Don’t hesitate to work the boy. He
may have a cocky attitude sometimes but beneath he has a heart of gold and he is
a good worker.”
“You take care of your wife, Captain.
She is very precious to us.”
With one last smile to the
elderly couple, Nathan and Kristin turned and boarded the ship.
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Nathan smiled at the image
before him; a beautiful woman with long auburn curls standing in the bow of the
boat as it cut swiftly through the harbour; enjoying the salty breeze blowing
around her. She stood there for
long moments, her waist length hair blowing around her face and shoulders in a
fiery cloud, enjoying the warmth of the sun beating down on her.
‘What am I doing up
here?’ He thought to himself then
glanced around. “Shan!”
Shan turned around at the
call of his name. “Yes,
“Would you mind taking the
“Take the wheel… steer
the seaQuest out of the harbour for me if you would.”
“But I… that is something
you usually prefer to do that yourself.”
“I know it is,” Nathan
said with a grin as he glanced toward the bow of the ship.
“However in this case… there is something I would prefer to do
William Shan followed his
captain’s gaze and smiled. “I
understand, sir, and I would be happy to take the seaQuest out for you.”
“Thank you, Mr. Shan,”
Bridger gave his young crewman a smile. “I
“Not a problem, sir.”
Shan nodded then watched as his captain quickly made his way to the bow
of the ship and the woman standing there.
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Kristin smiled as she sensed
her husband approach then sighed happily when she felt his arms slide around her
waist and pull her back against his chest.
“Mmm… I was wondering
when you were going to join me,” she told him in a soft voice as she covered
his hands with hers.
“I was watching you…”
“I know. I could feel your eyes on me.”
Nathan smiled against her
temple. “My eyes are always on
you… I love to look at you, to watch you.
You are the most beautiful… most sensual woman I have ever known…”
Kristin blushed and flexed
her fingers above his on her belly. “Not
right now I’m not.”
“Oh yes… right now too.
Especially right now,” Nathan said and caressed the swell of her
abdomen where their child was cocooned. “I
have told you before, never doubt that seeing you heavy with our child is very
attractive to me.”
Kristin chuckled and shook
her head. “You have taken leave
of your senses, Captain Bridger…”
“I took leave of my senses
the moment I set foot on the Spirit all those months ago,” Nathan told her.
“And came face to face with you… your sable eyes flashing with
indignation… I love how you stood up to me.”
“I was so afraid that you
would see how terrified I was…” Kristin admitted.
“I didn’t realize it
then… but I wanted nothing more than to sweep you up into my arms, carry you
back to my ship… to my cabin and make mad passionate love to you.”
“You did… it took us a
few weeks to get to the mad passionate love part… but you certainly did do
Nathan chuckled and rested
his chin on her shoulder as he began to move his hands over her belly.
“How is the princess doing? No
“Our son is doing very
well,” Kristin answered with a smile. “No
sea sickness at all. I think he’s
going to be a sailor like his father.”
“Or like her mother,”
Nathan smiled. “For you are every
bit as much a sailor as I am, my love.”
Kristin laid her head back on
his shoulder and relaxed deeper into his embrace as the boat glided free of the
harbour and entered open sea. They
watched as a pod of dolphins swam ahead of the seaQuest; the sleek silver forms
diving in and out of the waves.
“Look…” Nathan pointed
ahead of them. “See that one
“How do you know?”
“I just do.”
Kristin smiled and closed her
eyes, enjoying the mist spraying on her face.
“Mmm…” she moaned softly when she felt Nathan’s lips move against
her neck, his tongue darting out to flick against her salty skin.
“I love the taste of the
sea on your skin,” Nathan murmured as he continued to kiss and lick her
“I also love the smell of
the sea on you…” Nathan told her as he kissed his way up to her earlobe,
“it’s a very intoxicating combination.
It assaults my senses like no other scent ever has or ever will
“I remember that first
day… you were chained to my bed,” his lips moved to the sensitive spot just
behind her ear. “I wanted you
then… the moment I walked into my cabin and saw you… my body wound itself so
“You were angry…”
“I was aroused… I may not
have realized it… brushed it aside as merely being anger… but I was
aroused,” Nathan said as he pulled her earlobe into his mouth.
“And it scared the hell out of me.”
“It did?” Kristin asked in surprise.
Nathan’s voice was almost a
whisper as he answered. “It
scared me because… I had never reacted that way to a woman before.
The desire I felt for you overwhelmed me beyond anything I had ever
“I… I felt the same
way,” Kristin admitted. “I had
never… those feelings, that delicious ache… it was all so new…”
Nathan smiled as he
remembered Kristin’s unschooled, uninhibited responses to his touch.
“I remember…” he said as he slid his hands up to cup her breasts;
gently massaging the generous mounds for several moments before he returned his
hands to her gravid stomach. “I remember.”
“I know I have said this
before,” Kristin said as she once again entwined her fingers with his,
“But I am so thankful… that you boarded my ship that day…”
“So am I, my love… so am
I,” Nathan replied as he rested his head against hers, his chin propped up on
her shoulder. “There are no words
that can express how happy you have made me… how grateful I am to have you as
a part of my life. Eight months
ago, I was alone… once again angry at the world… and now…” he pulled her
back against him. “Now my life is
fuller than it has ever been.”
“I have you… my
beautiful, intelligent wife whom I love more than life itself.
And together we’ve created this little one,” he flexed his fingers
against her belly. “We have a
teenage son of whom I am already so proud of… although if he keeps
“And then there is Cynthia… my new daughter.
As beautiful as her mother and just as smart, who with her marriage to
Will… has brought Janet and Bill even deeper into our family, cemented those
familial bonds that were already in my heart… and in yours… I…” he shook
his head, unable to continue.
“We truly have been
blessed,” Kristin said.
“Yes we have.”
They let their gazes drift
out over the never-ending ocean stretching before them as they fell into yet
another comfortable silence. The
cool ocean breeze blew over them and Kristin snuggled deeper into Nathan’s
“Would you like to go
“Not yet…” Kristin
shook her head.
“Are you sure?”
If that is all right with you.”
Nathan nodded against her
shoulder. “Whatever my lady
Kristin smiled and tilted her
head back to look at him. “And
what is my pirate’s pleasure?”
“You,” Nathan answered as
he brushed his lips over hers. “Only
and always you…”
~sQ~ ~sQ~ ~sQ~
Excerpts of story Lucas reads
is from “Gulliver’s Travels” by Jonathan Swift.
‘Good bye, Fare thee
well’ by Zawisza Czarny.
Nathan and Kristin’s
wedding ceremony taken/paraphrased from “The Anglican Book of Common Prayer”
found here: http://www.pemberley.com/janeinfo/compraym.html
Did you catch it?
Kris is pregnant with twins.
‘A Wayward Trance’ by
Peter J. Billing
‘Rime of the Ancient
Mariner’ & ‘Love’ by Coleridge.
‘She walks in Beauty’ by
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