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Aedan pulled the drapes back over theand tucked the covers more securely around her "Aye, ’tis lovely And da for her reply, he stacked several s on the fire and banked it carefully "I doona want you getting out of bed You mustn’t catch a chill"

Jane nant, Aedan I still have two more hter"

"Son"

"Daughter"

Jane’s laughter was cut off abruptly when he took her in his ar

At the doorway he paused "If ’tis a lass," he asked softly, "do you think we ht name her Rose?"

"Oh, yes, Aedan," Jane said softly "I’d like that"

After he left, Jane lay back against the pillows,Seven h there’d been some difficultin the world

Aedan still had a great deal of darkness inside his he rarely discussed There had been sorieved the loss of his clan Then finally, oneshe’d come down fro the old portraits in the great hall She’d watched hi he wouldn’t have that stark expression in his eyes When he’d raised his head and smiled at her, her heart had soared

" ’Tis time to honor the past," he’d told her "We have a rich history, lass I want our children to know their grandparents"

Then he’d reat hall They’d rolled across the floor, paused for a heated interlude on the table, and ended up, she recalled, blushing, in aposition over a chair

All of her dreae women waited with bated breath for the latest "install the roic of it spilled over into their hearth and home And no one ever complained about purple prose or typos

She was a storyteller with an eager audience, acow of her own, reasonably hot water, the scent of her htly in the ar her hand on her tuled closer beside her

Life was good