Mail-Order Brides For Christmas - Frankie Love Page 0,56
wave of emotions. Did it really happen? Was it just a dream? I have to turn over and make sure she’s still in the bed beside me just to make sure that my brain hasn’t played a terrible trick on me. It didn’t. She looks like an angel with the morning sun creating a halo around her head.
My angel. I’m never going to let her go. I may have been opposed to the idea of a mail-order bride when it was originally pitched to me, but this is no longer about saving Snow Valley. This is the woman I want to spend my life with. I want to experience all of our firsts, even our first fight, because it’s inevitable. Life is a journey, and she is going to be beside me for the rest of mine. There’s no doubt in my mind. This was meant to be. I don’t even feel drawn to my vices when I’m with her. It’s like they aren’t important anymore because what I have beside me is so much better.
I leave her sleeping and go to the kitchen to make breakfast. I get everything prepared, including coffee, before I finally hear her stir. She walks into the kitchen wearing one of my t-shirts, and it’s everything I can do not to drag her right back to the bedroom.
“Good morning, beautiful.” I grab a cup. “Want some coffee?”
“Absolutely.” She smiles and sits down at the table.
That smile. It’s never going to stop slaying me. I nearly get lost in a trance before I finally break free and pour her coffee. She likes milk in her coffee, which is good, because I don’t have anything else other than some cream that I haven’t checked the expiration date on in a while. I make us each a plate and sit down after the coffee is served.
“It’s been a while since I’ve had time for breakfast.” Catriona reaches for her fork.
“You’re going to need plenty of energy today.” I nod. “There is a lot to see in Snow Valley.”
“Is that the only thing I’m going to need energy for?” She looks down, and I see her lips spread into a devious grin.
“You keep talking like that and we might not see anything in Snow Valley today.” I laugh under my breath.
“Hmm.” She smirks, and her eyebrows shoot up. “Maybe I just want to stay nice and warm today. It’s cold out there.”
“It’ll be worth it.” I reach over and squeeze her hand. “I promise.”
We continue talking through breakfast, and then we head to get ready for our trip out. We don’t get far before we end up sharing a shower and giving in to our desires. The same thing happens again when we make it to the bedroom. It’s almost three o’clock in the afternoon before we finally get dressed. Normally, I’m a stickler for keeping a tight schedule, but I don’t mind the delays at all. We leave the house hand-in-hand, which feels as perfect as everything else we’ve shared up to this point.
“What do we get to see first?” Catriona looks up at me after I open the door and get her situated in the passenger side of my truck.
“I think we should head downtown first.” I nod. “We need to get you a winter coat that can survive a Snow Valley winter.”
“There goes my plan to keep you in bed until Spring.” She laughs.
“We have to take a break for our wedding, you know.” I push the door closed and chuckle as I walk to my side of the truck.
We make a few more jokes on the way to town, and I get to introduce Catriona to a couple of people I know that are shopping at the same store as us. It doesn’t take long to find a coat in her size, and then we are off to see some of the other sights in Snow Valley.
“You weren’t kidding. You really do have ice skating here.” She stares as we pass a few people who are making circles on one of the ponds that has iced over.
“Ever tried it?” I glance over at her.
“No, I barely kept myself up on a pair of regular skates. I think I’d bust my ass if I tried that.” She shakes her head.
“That’s half the fun!” I give her a gentle nudge.
“I’m sure you’d enjoy that.” She gives me a side-eyed glare.
“No, I’ll never laugh at you. Only with you.” I reach over and squeeze her hand.