through evidence before we got everything worked out. And I can’t get them out for you until Monday.”
Finally I know the whole story. After a round of thanks and more apologies, and promises to behave for the rest of the evening and offers for them to come to the reception when they’re off duty, we are ready to move on from the church.
It’s not until we’re getting into the horse-drawn carriage that something dawns on me.
“Evan. Please tell me no one told them my mother stabbed your mother.”
There’s nothing reassuring in the smile he gives me.
Four days later. County Clare, Ireland.
“G ood morning, wife.”
“Good morning, husband.” The light from the window above the bed shines down on us. Our first full day in Ireland is off to a bright start.
My phone vibrates on the night table and I reach out to grab it before Evan can snatch it away.
“No texting with Ingrid every moment of this honeymoon.”
“I’ll turn it off. Promise.”
And then I laugh. “Although this text isn’t for me. It’s for you.”
I hand him the phone so he can read it.
I: This message is for Evan. I slept with your brother.
“This isn’t good news for us, is it?”
“Has Daniel ever had a stable relationship?” I ask.
“He’s about as good with relationships as Ingrid is.”
“Then no. This isn’t going to go well for us at all.”
“That’s it. No more texts. Write her back and tell her to have fun and leave us alone till we’re home. Then we’re turning off that damn phone.”
Here’s what I really text her back.
J: If he’s as good as his brother, you’re in big trouble. Love you. Jill.
I turn the phone off and run a hand down Evan’s tanned arm. The man turns brown at the first sign of sun. “What do you propose we do today?”
Since he’s been to Ireland before, I’ve appointed him tour guide. He knows what I want to see and I’ve decided to just let him handle all the details. So long as it’s not all Vikings, all the time, I’m cool with whatever he has planned.
“Options for the day include puttering around town, driving down the narrow lanes at breakneck speeds, hitting one of your dozen must-see sites, or staying in bed, getting up only for food or other necessities.”
There’s so much I want to see and do. And we really should take advantage of this weather. Enough people have warned us that it could rain at a moment’s notice. But we’re hardy Newfoundlanders. A little bit of rain can’t stop us.
After yesterday’s flight and the drive to our Irish oasis, there’s nothing that sounds better to me than staying in bed with my hard-bodied, sexually skilled husband. Even the sound of sheep grazing outside the door doesn’t bother me.
“I vote for a bit of both. Sexy times and village strolls. How does that sound? And we can start with the former.” I reach across the bed and—well, you know. If I didn’t tell you in detail what happens in our bed when we were in the early lusty days of our relationship, I’m not going to share it with you now.
But you might find this new development interesting. We forgot to bring protection with us. And we really don’t care. Besides, no one really gets pregnant on their honeymoon, right?
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HEART’S EASE SERIES
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Against Her Rules (Book 1)
Hard as Ice (Book 2)
Play Me (Book 3)
21st Century Rake (Book 4)
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