Northern Rebel Daring in the Dark - By Jennifer Labrecque Page 0,61

She nodded. “The messages are for both of you.”

“Um, okay.”

He touched her arm and something powerful seemed to course through her, an energy. It wasn’t the sexuality that raged rampant between her and Lars. This was, she didn’t know, different. It certainly got her attention.

“It’s important that you understand. The changes, they are deep. The very crust of the earth spoke to you. But your changes are tied in with Lars. And his changes are tied in with you.”

Nelson was a nice guy, but he just didn’t get it. “Well, you know Lars is only here for a few more days and, well, it’s just a holiday romance.”

His smile held a curious note of amusement. “It has nothing to do with me, Delphi. The universe has spoken. You can heed its message or not.”

Okay. She’d roll with the not option.

“It won’t matter,” he said, guessing her thoughts. “Because the events have already been put in motion. Just think of it as a cosmic ‘heads-up.’”

Just think about it as a bunch of nonsense. She found it rather surprising that Nelson bought into all of that with his medical background.

“It is the way of my people,” he said. “You do not have to believe. You will find it is so, regardless.”

Okay, that was creepy. He’d responded to her thoughts. More than likely, her skepticism had shown. She tended to wear her emotions on her sleeve.

They were just finishing up the room when she heard the drone of the bush plane. Lars was back.

She couldn’t keep a smile from blossoming on her face. And why should she? She was in lust. Heck, she could even be silly and say she was temporarily in love. That was fun.

“You guys have a minute?” Skye called out from her office.

Delphi curbed her impatience. Lars would be there when she got off. It wasn’t as if he was going anywhere, at least not for a couple of days.

Skye was sitting behind her desk. Delphi settled in one of the chairs on the “patient” side. Nelson took the other.

Skye looked from Delphi to Nelson and back to Delphi. Finally she spoke. “Delphi, we’ve been friends a long time. I love you like a sister. I know I like you better than my sister. And Nelson, you have been both coworker and friend and I just think the world of both of you.” Tears gathered in Skye’s eyes and spilled down her cheeks. She sniffed.

Delphi and Nelson exchanged a puzzled, concerned glance. Skye had loosened up considerably, but she was still one of the most composed women Delphi knew. Regardless of how much she’d loosened up, Skye didn’t cry. Now, however, was an exception. The waterworks really cut loose.

Delphi waited, her heart lodged in her throat as Skye dashed at her tears. What could possibly reduce Skye to this?

“Oh, my, I’m crying.”

Delphi looked questioningly at Nelson. However, he no longer looked confused or concerned. A quiet smile curved his mouth. Okay...obviously he’d figured out something Delphi hadn’t.

Delphi couldn’t stand it a second longer. “Okay, you’re killing me here. Why are you crying? What’s wrong?”

Skye shook her head and opened her mouth, but a wail came out. Nelson nodded sagely and Delphi was wound so tight she thought she might reach over and shake him until he told her what the hell was going on.

Nelson passed a handful of tissues across the desk and Skye took them, mopping at her face. Mascara left raccoon rings around her blue eyes. Finally, Skye got her tears under control. Her smile was watery as she beamed at them across the desk. “I’m expectiinnngg.” The last word came out as another wail and she promptly burst into tears again.

“Are you happy or sad?” Delphi said. Skye had smiled, but with all the wailing and tears, it was rather confusing—mixed signals.

“Happy, of course.” She hiccuped from all the waterworks. “My hormones are all out of whack. And I’m so tired, I can hardly move at the end of the day.”

A baby. Oh, my. Skye and Dalton were going to have a baby.

“How far along are you?” Nelson said. At least one of them had the presence of mind to ask a sensible question.

“Right at twelve weeks. We wanted to wait. At least until we knew for sure.”

Delphi got up and rounded the desk, hugging her friend. Tears slid down her cheeks. Great! Now she was crying, too. Laughing through their tears, Delphi and Skye looked at Nelson. “You might as well cry, too,” Skye said