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Authors: Emily Claire

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Gabrielle: Bride of Vermont (American Mail-Order Bride 14) (15 page)

Adoration and passion filled her heart and mind, and the delight she felt was all encompassing. Gabrielle was surprised and disappointed when he pulled back and stopped kissing her.

She watched as he stood up and pulled her slowly into a standing position. Deep love for her shone in his eyes. Before she knew what was happening, he scooped her up and carried her gallantly toward the bedroom they’d be sharing as husband and wife for the rest of their lives.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Dear Sarah,

I just have to tell you my news! Life is so different from anything I could have ever asked or imagined. Boone and I are blissfully married… in every sense of the word. I couldn’t have asked God for a better husband or friend.

Finally, I have experienced what true love is all about. It’s just as you and Roberta always tried to tell me. I now know there is a God and how very much He loves me. Joy unspeakable! I wish I’d listened to you years ago. Thankfully, I have discovered that it’s never too late. I’m so very happy.

Much love,

Gabby Dillingham

EPILOGUE

Boone was taking Gabrielle out to his favorite fishing hole on the Brazos River. Spring had arrived. There were bluebonnets on the hills and fields around them. The sunshine was warm and welcome on their faces.

“You know, you’re quite the horsewoman now! You’ve taken to living out in the West far better than I ever imagined you would. Your skin is radiant, and you look so much healthier than you did when you first arrived. You were all skin and bones, just wasting away when you first got here.”

“Thank you, I think. Wait. You’re not saying I’ve gone plump, are you?” She asked, teasing him.

“I’m saying you look mighty good on that horse. It’s probably the fine work of the saddle maker that makes you so attractive. I’m sure of it. In fact, you’re so beautiful, I might just kiss you passionately over there by that river. That would be even more fun than fishing. And, it’s pretty hard for anything to be more fun than fishing,” he joked back.

“Where’s the path?” she asked.

“Right over yonder, by that big oak tree,” Boone said, pointing to a distant spot.

“Great! I’ll race ya. Giddy up, Star!” she yelled, urging her horse to gallop.

Boone hesitated for half a second, but then spurred his gelding forward. “Right behind you, Breezy!”

She set up their blanket and picnic basket as Boone found worms for bait and got their poles ready.

They sat together on the blanket. Gabrielle leaned up against him as they listened to the gurgling river. “It’s peaceful out here, and quite the perfect spot,” she said looking about.

Boone pointed. “See that tree right there?”

She nodded.

“I was standing there last fall. Clyde and I were fishing right here when I told him I’d been praying about a wife. That’s what got the whole thing set into motion. I’d say it’s a pretty good spot, indeed.” He wrapped his arms around her, and lovingly caressed her neck.

“It’s nice to have a special place like this. We should come here more often. Maybe even bring the child along,” she said sweetly, turning to watch his face.

Boone shook his head. “No way. Buck can find his own fishing spot. I reckon he wouldn’t have time anyway, now that he’s moved into the back of his music store. He’s too busy being a successful businessman. Besides that, I’ve grown pretty fond of having you all to myself.”

She pointed her finger and touched his chest and then pointed to herself while she spoke. “I meant
our
child.”

Boone looked away from the river and stared at her.

“Our
child
?
Our
child?”
he repeated, dumbfounded.

A bright smile made its way across Boone’s face.

Filled with joy, Gabrielle nodded at her beloved husband.

THE END

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