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Stone?”
She shook her head, but said nothing, still too starry-eyed from the kiss.”
“I think I'm going to like being married.”
She raised a single eyebrow at him in response. “No points?”
“Points? No, I'm not worried about scoring more points. We’ll pick up tomorrow where we left off, and have at it again tomorrow. What's the score now, anyway?”
“I'm afraid I haven't the foggiest.”
“Well,” he began as he took his arms from around her and stood. He stretched as he looked down at her. “I'm still ahead.”
That got her. She narrowed her eyes at him and stood. “Enjoy your brief victory while you can, Mr. Stone. You may have won the last few battles, but that doesn't mean you’ll win the war.”
He raised both brows at that. “I take it you're ready to go another few rounds?”
“With pleasure, come morning.” She took on a frightened look as her eyes darted about the parlor.
He knew what she was thinking. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll sleep in the other bedroom.”
Her eyes found his and widened further. “I… I would appreciate that. Now, if you don't mind, I should go and change.”
He watched as she hurried toward the staircase, took one last look at him, and went up. Levi took a deep breath. If he was lucky, he’d be able to last a few more days, but doubted he could take it much longer. His new wife was too beautiful and two passionate for her own good, and hadn't the slightest idea of the power she held over him.
He shook his head as he stared at the empty staircase. “Fella, if you had any idea what you do to me, you'd win this war in a heartbeat.”
* * *
Fina awoke to the sound of a rooster’s crow and slowly opened her eyes. Levi had remained true to his word and slept in the other bedroom, while she had the main room. All night long, she'd wondered what it would be like to have him next to her, the warmth of his body covering her as no blanket could. But she was determined to wait to find out, not to mention learn how to control her raging… Good heavens! What ever should she call it? Passion? Desire? Stupidity?
Not wanting to think on it further, she got out of bed, removed her nightdress, and sought the day dress she’d brought along until she could get the rest of her things from the Triple C. It was a bit too fancy for farm life, but would have to do. It was a pretty powder-blue and one of her favorites. Her mother and Cousin Imogene had insisted she and her sisters only bring part of their wardrobes with them to America. This meant the girls had to be very selective of what they brought and only took their favorites. Fina looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror. “Oh dear, I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before you get ruined, but I suppose there's no help for it.” She picked up the comb she’d brought and ran it through her hair. She then twisted her tresses into a knot and pinned them in place. “I dare say, Fina,” she muttered to herself. “But you’re not as fetching as you were last night in that green dress.” Good. She was about to pinch her cheeks, but thought better of it, and then left the bedroom.
Downstairs, there was no sign of Levi, and she figured he must be up and about doing his morning chores. “Now, why didn't he get me up?” she asked herself. She pushed the thought aside and glanced at the table.
The food she’d taken out of the basket the night before was nowhere in sight, and her stomach growled in protest. “Quiet, you,” she told it as she looked around the kitchen for something to eat. She noticed there was a fire in the cook stove and a pot of coffee. Just how long had Levi been up? She poured herself a cup, took a few sips, and continued her search. She found the pies tucked into a nearby cupboard and sighed in relief. “Oh, thank heavens, you're still here,” she said to the pastries. She took one from the cupboard, set it on the table then looked for a knife and plate. When she
She shook her head, but said nothing, still too starry-eyed from the kiss.”
“I think I'm going to like being married.”
She raised a single eyebrow at him in response. “No points?”
“Points? No, I'm not worried about scoring more points. We’ll pick up tomorrow where we left off, and have at it again tomorrow. What's the score now, anyway?”
“I'm afraid I haven't the foggiest.”
“Well,” he began as he took his arms from around her and stood. He stretched as he looked down at her. “I'm still ahead.”
That got her. She narrowed her eyes at him and stood. “Enjoy your brief victory while you can, Mr. Stone. You may have won the last few battles, but that doesn't mean you’ll win the war.”
He raised both brows at that. “I take it you're ready to go another few rounds?”
“With pleasure, come morning.” She took on a frightened look as her eyes darted about the parlor.
He knew what she was thinking. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll sleep in the other bedroom.”
Her eyes found his and widened further. “I… I would appreciate that. Now, if you don't mind, I should go and change.”
He watched as she hurried toward the staircase, took one last look at him, and went up. Levi took a deep breath. If he was lucky, he’d be able to last a few more days, but doubted he could take it much longer. His new wife was too beautiful and two passionate for her own good, and hadn't the slightest idea of the power she held over him.
He shook his head as he stared at the empty staircase. “Fella, if you had any idea what you do to me, you'd win this war in a heartbeat.”
* * *
Fina awoke to the sound of a rooster’s crow and slowly opened her eyes. Levi had remained true to his word and slept in the other bedroom, while she had the main room. All night long, she'd wondered what it would be like to have him next to her, the warmth of his body covering her as no blanket could. But she was determined to wait to find out, not to mention learn how to control her raging… Good heavens! What ever should she call it? Passion? Desire? Stupidity?
Not wanting to think on it further, she got out of bed, removed her nightdress, and sought the day dress she’d brought along until she could get the rest of her things from the Triple C. It was a bit too fancy for farm life, but would have to do. It was a pretty powder-blue and one of her favorites. Her mother and Cousin Imogene had insisted she and her sisters only bring part of their wardrobes with them to America. This meant the girls had to be very selective of what they brought and only took their favorites. Fina looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror. “Oh dear, I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before you get ruined, but I suppose there's no help for it.” She picked up the comb she’d brought and ran it through her hair. She then twisted her tresses into a knot and pinned them in place. “I dare say, Fina,” she muttered to herself. “But you’re not as fetching as you were last night in that green dress.” Good. She was about to pinch her cheeks, but thought better of it, and then left the bedroom.
Downstairs, there was no sign of Levi, and she figured he must be up and about doing his morning chores. “Now, why didn't he get me up?” she asked herself. She pushed the thought aside and glanced at the table.
The food she’d taken out of the basket the night before was nowhere in sight, and her stomach growled in protest. “Quiet, you,” she told it as she looked around the kitchen for something to eat. She noticed there was a fire in the cook stove and a pot of coffee. Just how long had Levi been up? She poured herself a cup, took a few sips, and continued her search. She found the pies tucked into a nearby cupboard and sighed in relief. “Oh, thank heavens, you're still here,” she said to the pastries. She took one from the cupboard, set it on the table then looked for a knife and plate. When she
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