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"Thanks."
"It sounds scary. I guess me telling you all the things that can happen, but we will be gone a long time and things do crop up. But you'll have three of the best of my men with you at all times. Even if you go visit the girls, take one of them with you. Preferably Chico."
"Alright, I'll remember that."
When they arrived home, he helped her down from the wagon and kissed her hotly as he held her in his arms. He seemed to forget anyone was around and let the kiss wander.
"I wish you wouldn't do that so often," she whispered near his e
ar.
"Why?" he asked softly.
"Because I enjoy it way too much."
He chuckled. "So, do I, that's why I do it."
When he raised his head he grinned, "Do you mind me kissing you in front of the boys?"
"That was your original intention, I thought."
"Yeah, it was my intention, now it's just a pleasure."
Chapter Twelve
Sunday morning was a beautiful day. The birds were chirping loudly in the trees. Trudy got up and fixed breakfast for everyone, and while the boys ate, she went to dress for church. She wasn't sure what the preacher might think of her if he knew the details before the wedding, but she wouldn't be bringing it up to him.
An hour or so later Lance knocked on her door.
She opened it and he gasped, she was dressed very nicely in a blue and gray dress that took his breath away, she wore the hat he bought her, and he smiled, "You look beautiful." He whispered.
"You look kind of nice yourself," she smiled.
"Most of the boys are going this morning too."
"Oh, that's a good thing… " she checked her hat one more time in the mirror.
"I love that dress on you, but then, blue is your color." He smiled.
She adjusted the hat and didn't seem happy with it, so he took it in his hands, and set it to one side more. "That's it, I've been fooling with this hat all morning and couldn't get it right." She glanced at him.
He chuckled, "Sounds to me like you needed your husband to help you. Next time just ask me."
He bent and kissed her lips, "Good morning Mrs. Rogers."
"Good morning," she barely breathed. She had no idea how beautiful she looked with her lips still moist from his kiss and the sweet pink blush on her cheeks that the kiss had aroused.
He escorted her to the buggy. "Where did this come from?" she asked as he helped her inside.
"I keep it for Sundays mainly." He grinned.
She sat in the lush velvet seat and he joined her as Chico drove the buggy.
"I've always wanted to ride in a fancy buggy," she whispered.
"You never have?"
"You must think me very strange, as I haven't done many things that others have. But, in St. Louis it was the sign of the wealth to have a fine carriage to ride in. I can't believe I'm sitting here, in this dress, sitting on a velvet seat. It's like a dream."
