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Date Posted: 20:58:47 09/12/09 Sat
Author: celtgirl
Subject: Thanks to everyone who participated, I know summer isn't the best time for a book discussion but the timing couldn't be helped if we wanted to get it in before the Shindig, as to whether Casey knew about the pregnancy, here's the scene that follows the 'Good Night, Moon' scene, though it's not ever going to find its way into a book, I know some of you have seen it before, but to refresh, please follow me inside>>>>>
In reply to: Carla 's message, "Chatper 87 "Good Night Moon"" on 18:09:34 09/12/09 Sat

copyright 2009 Cindy Brandner

The house was warm, a fire glowing in the hearth. The light reflected in small shifting patches in the teacups that adorned the sideboard, and the floorboards gleamed soft. She sighed in relief, it was good to be home, like sinking into a warm bath on a chilly winter evening. She turned to Casey.

“How-”

He smiled. “I did hope ye’d come home with me tonight, Jewel. I didn’t want to bring ye back to a cold house, that hardly seemed a proper welcome.”

“Thank you,” she said, feeling oddly nervous. Here they were home, just as she’d wanted and hoped and prayed for these last few months, and now she didn’t know what to do or say.

Casey took her coat from her and she sat down in a chair by the fire, her legs suddenly wobbly as a new colt’s. He came and knelt on the rug before the fire, adding a couple of bricks of peat to it. The heat steadied her nerves a little. She needed to tell him about the baby.

Casey rubbed his hands together and took a deep breath, and before she could utter a word turned to her with an odd look on his face and said,“Well let’s get on with it then.”

“Get on with what?” she asked, confused.

“Sex,” he said bluntly. “We need to get it out of the way.”

“Oh.” She felt a little dizzy suddenly, as the full import of what lay between them hit her. There was no way for Casey to take her to bed, without it conjuring up the pain that needed only the slightest breath to stir it to full wakefulness. How could she lie down with him, give him everything, without any barriers between them, when she knew the images that would now haunt him every time he touched her?

“I’m sorry, Jewel, that came out a bit more blunt than I’d intended. It’s just that,” he breathed out heavily, “I want to make love to ye, but I’m afraid to as well. I’m afraid of what I’ll feel, I’m afraid of hurting ye. But I know waiting will only make it worse.”

She swallowed and began to unbutton her blouse. Casey opened his mouth to say something and then snapped it shut, as his eyes took in the changes in her body, since last he’d touched her. She shrugged the blouse off, the firelight flickering on the ivory of her breasts, each one tinged blue with the dilated veins of pregnancy.

“Oh,” Casey said, and it was a small shocked sound, as though someone had let his air out.

“Give me your hands, man,” she said softly and after a moment he turned toward her and extended two hands that shook ever so slightly. She took them and placed them on the round of her belly.

“Did ye…did ye know ye were pregnant the night I left ye?” he asked.

“Yes, though just.”

“Oh, Pamela- why didn’t ye tell me?” His large hands spanned the small mound, eyes dark and riveted to the obvious pregnancy.

“I didn’t think it was fair. I wanted you to stay for love, and not for duty.”

Casey bowed his head and took a deep breath. “Woman, there’s never been a minute since I first saw ye, that I haven’t loved ye. I was angry, I was hurtin’ somethin’ fierce, but never doubt that I loved ye that whole time.”

“And I you,” she said softly, tears running freely down her face. “You scared the hell out of me man.”

“How…how…” words seemed to fail him, for he swallowed, the long line of his throat trembling.

“Three months- so far, so good,” she said, knowing the fears that haunted him, as well as she knew her own.

He nodded, as though afraid to even give voice to any hope. They had been hopeful so many times before, and been sorely pained at each loss. But this time she felt it was different, that this pregnancy would result in a living child- a child that would help them heal.

He took her down gently, there on the rug in front of the fire.

She shivered when he touched her, though the fire was hot against her skin.

He brushed the hair away from her face, and kissed her forehead tenderly before putting his lips to her own. She needn’t have worried, for her response was immediate. Having been denied the touch of him for so long, she found herself almost desperate now, wanting him inside her, hard and needing, meeting her own need, like fire striking tinder, setting off an uncontrollable blaze.

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