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words.” She brushed off his help and
neatly bypassed the tree that was his shelter.
    “Ah, he isna home. Is he?”
    She jutted her chin higher. “Not important. What is
important is that we get back to Heremon’s at once. That is where you’ve come
from, is it not?”
    He shook his head. He’d long ago learned that when it
came to Breanne, there was only so much explanation, and simple acceptance went
a long way for his own equanimity. “Breanne, the storm hasna let up. We’ll be
waiting it out.”
    She shook her head, handing him the candle, which
immediately went out. “We canno’ wait. She needs my help, Quin. Or she’ll die.”
    Her voice cracked on the last word, with enough
emotion that he wondered what else could be at stake. Breanne dug in a satchel
slung over her shoulder. She retrieved two blankets. “These will help. The
storm will pass. We’ll be fireside afore you know it.”
    Nearly dropping the tallow, Quinlan caught the blanket
she tossed at him and stared at her a moment, shaking his head. If she’d had a
vision clear enough to find him, one that foretold of the woman who needed her,
he’d have to trust she also knew they’d arrive safely.
    “How far did you see, Breanne? Tell me you’ll be safe.
And your babe.”
    He got a shake of her beautiful head in answer. Blast!
“So you think I’d risk my child for a stranger’s life, do you, Quin?”
    He shook out the blanket and covered his head and
shoulders with it. “Nay, I suppose you wouldn’t. Your husband would happily
kill me otherwise.”
    “Dinna believe such a thing, Quinlan. Ashlon would
merely beat you to a pulp. I warn you, though. I’ll see this through, no matter
if you join me. Let us waste less time and argue the matter as we walk, hmm?”
    “Argue the matter later? After I’ve compromised your
health and safety? Oh, I’m certain yer husband will most appreciate my
cooperation then.”
    “I told you. Ashlon knows better. He wouldna fight my
coming here.”
    “Aye, but he’d not let you trek through a storm
alone.”
    Breanne notched her chin up again in that stubborn way
of hers, regarding him a moment in the dark. “The rain is letting up,” she
said, her eyes twinkling with humor. “Far more is at stake than my child’s
life, Quinlan. Aye, my husband will likely skin me over leaving tonight. If he
finds out and if I’m to be skinned, I’ll be making it worth it. You’re either
coming with me now or not.”
    Short of tossing her rounded form over one shoulder
and dragging her home, Quinlan saw little recourse. The least he could do was
stay by her side and keep her safe. Ashlon wouldna be thanking him for it, what
with Quinlan’s previous romantic notions for Breanne being no secret between
them.   “I’ll take you to her. But
you’ll be telling me why, how, and all else along the way. Agreed?”
    A wide smile broke over her face, revealing one dimple
and a heart-stopping smile. “Aye. Agreed in tens, Quin.” She set off, calling
over her shoulder, “Oh, and I’m to tell you that you’ll soon be an uncle
again.”
    Again? He caught up with her quick pace. The rain
became a drizzle, and a hint of dawn colored the horizon between slender boughs
of birch and ash. “What’s this? Dinna tell me Rose has herself with another bairn . Gah ! Does that man of hers
ever leave her be?”
    His sister might as well be Breanne’s own sister, too;
they were so close.
    Breanne’s easy grin as they walked made the night’s
strange events feel far away. Nigh surreal, truth be told. She chuckled,
raindrops hitting her forehead and nose. “You’ll not want to be hearing that
it’s yer sister who canno’ leave her husband be.”
    He swiped a hand over his face, raking his damp locks.
“Nay, the image will scald my mind and drive me to madness.”
    Thunder echoed softly in the distance as the storm
retreated beat by beat until naught was left but dawn’s light easing higher on
the horizon, lighting the wet