Reggie sat beside Adam in her new photography wagon as they rode toward the cabin, contentment washing over her like a warm, scented bath. Jack and the Peavys would follow tomorrow, but for today they’d have the place to themselves.
It had been nearly a month since they’d had that second wedding ceremony Adam had promised her, and it had been everything she could have hoped for. This time they’d gotten it right, sealing their vows with love and laughter and a genuine commitment to each other.
And the belated wedding present he’d given her was perfect.
“You did a wonderful job on the wagon,” she said. “I do believe it’s better than my other one.”
Adam grinned. “Who would’ve thought orange, pink and green would go together so well.”
“My favorite part is the weather vane.” She glanced over her shoulder at the bright blue rooster perched on a gold arrow on top of the wagon.
How would he feel about the gift she had for him? A smile teased her lips in anticipation.
Cutting him a challenging look, Reggie let her emotions spill out into exuberant song. With a grin, Adam joined in. Their raucous, totally unmelodic efforts echoed through the woods.
When they reached the end of the chorus, Reggie drew herself up. “Did I see the birds scatter?”
Adam swallowed a grin at Reggie’s mock outrage. “They just don’t appreciate our unique talents,” he said with a mournful shake of the head.
But he couldn’t hold that expression for long. In truth, his life was pretty near perfect. As long as his independent-minded, spirited, wonderful wife was here beside him, he didn’t think a man could be happier than he was.
Reggie sighed. “I’m afraid our children won’t stand a chance, musically speaking.”
Adam had a sudden image of her, flushed and round with their child. It was an image that pleased him tremendously.
She linked an arm through his. “And speaking of children, there’s something I need to tell you.”
Adam’s gaze jerked to hers, and his heart nearly stopped when he saw the soft message in her eyes. He yanked on the reins and set the brake, then placed his hands on her shoulders. “Are you saying...I mean, are you...”
She nodded. “You’re going to be a father.”
Unable to speak, Adam drew her to him and stroked her hair.
He’d been wrong earlier. A man always had capacity for more happiness.
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