becoming reverent, awed. “I
want our own baby, Heather.”
In his voice, in
his eyes, she saw the need, the dreams she was afraid he would never have.
“Our own baby.”
Her hand covered his. “I love you, Sam.”
“And I love you,
Heather. Forever, baby. Forever.”
Epilogue
Christmas, One Year Later
There were three
houses where once there had been one. Within sight of each other, front yards
facing the center of the main ranch yard. Each different. Each distinctive of
the couple who resided within.
Cade stood at the
large window of the suite of rooms he and Marly had renovated to allow them a
view of the other houses. The bedroom was larger, filled now with Marly’s
gentle, sometimes whimsical, tastes. But despite the feminine touches, it still
retained the more dominant flavor that the old room had. Heavy dark furniture,
large chairs, a wide bed. Not that he ever let her get far from him.
It had been a year
since she and the others had plotted and planned the final downfall of the
August men. Cade smiled. Being taken down had never been so good.
“Aren’t the lights
pretty?” Marly moved beside him, snuggling against him as he wrapped his arm
around her waist.
The lights were
indeed pretty. Each house had been strung with a multitude of festive colors.
Lighted icicles dripped from eaves, while candy cane colors wrapped around
porch posts, and multi-colored blinking confections surrounded windows. It was
a winter wonderland of holiday delights. Drace had loved each and every minute
of the sight of them. And soon, there would be a baby brother or sister to
share the excitement.
He ran his hand
over Marly’s distended abdomen, amazed at the life he could feel pulsing
beneath it. Twins. It terrified him. Heather was expecting as well. Sarah had
just given birth to Brock’s newborn daughter. A golden-haired little
heartbreaker they would all be hard-pressed to keep the beaus away from later.
The ranch was filling with life. With laughter. With love. With dreams he never
thought would be his own.
“Thank you.” He
pressed a kiss to his wife’s riotous curls.
She looked up at
him, her brilliant blue eyes misty with emotion.
“Thank you,” she
whispered. “For both our dreams, Cade. For daring to dream with me.”
Their arms
surrounded each other, their gazes returning to the view, and the future
stretching ahead of them.
Authors Note
Be watching for more news of your favorite
August family coming in the sequel series, The Men Of Madison, beginning with
Tina’s Temptation. It’s the story of an August relative, and our tough-as-nails
Madison County sheriff, Joshua Martinez. Hey, sheriffs have handcuffs. This
could get interesting.
On another note. I’ve received many emails
both for the sharing to continue and for a final healing with the August
Brothers. This is the healing. So why did I wait? Because at the time of the
completion of Heather’s Gift, the August Brothers, I felt, weren’t ready to let
go of that final security line that had helped them survive a brutal,
destructive past. They had survived. Perhaps not as you or I would have, but
they survived. They had to realize themselves, for their own peace of mind,
that the past was over and that dreams really do come true. They had to repair
that final bond themselves, and learn how to be brothers again. Something that
cannot be done overnight.
I hope you have all enjoyed the series. I
hope you saw what I felt as I wrote these books. The strength of these men who
had survived, who were strong, enduring. Men who had faced their worst
nightmare and eventually overcame the obstacles that their very survival had
put in their path. I hope you saw the love, the innate gentleness, and the
underlying craving for the love of the women they had set their hearts on.
Love
comes in so many forms. So many different faces and so many elusive ways, that
who’s to say what it can ultimately conquer?
God Bless you all this Christmas
want our own baby, Heather.”
In his voice, in
his eyes, she saw the need, the dreams she was afraid he would never have.
“Our own baby.”
Her hand covered his. “I love you, Sam.”
“And I love you,
Heather. Forever, baby. Forever.”
Epilogue
Christmas, One Year Later
There were three
houses where once there had been one. Within sight of each other, front yards
facing the center of the main ranch yard. Each different. Each distinctive of
the couple who resided within.
Cade stood at the
large window of the suite of rooms he and Marly had renovated to allow them a
view of the other houses. The bedroom was larger, filled now with Marly’s
gentle, sometimes whimsical, tastes. But despite the feminine touches, it still
retained the more dominant flavor that the old room had. Heavy dark furniture,
large chairs, a wide bed. Not that he ever let her get far from him.
It had been a year
since she and the others had plotted and planned the final downfall of the
August men. Cade smiled. Being taken down had never been so good.
“Aren’t the lights
pretty?” Marly moved beside him, snuggling against him as he wrapped his arm
around her waist.
The lights were
indeed pretty. Each house had been strung with a multitude of festive colors.
Lighted icicles dripped from eaves, while candy cane colors wrapped around
porch posts, and multi-colored blinking confections surrounded windows. It was
a winter wonderland of holiday delights. Drace had loved each and every minute
of the sight of them. And soon, there would be a baby brother or sister to
share the excitement.
He ran his hand
over Marly’s distended abdomen, amazed at the life he could feel pulsing
beneath it. Twins. It terrified him. Heather was expecting as well. Sarah had
just given birth to Brock’s newborn daughter. A golden-haired little
heartbreaker they would all be hard-pressed to keep the beaus away from later.
The ranch was filling with life. With laughter. With love. With dreams he never
thought would be his own.
“Thank you.” He
pressed a kiss to his wife’s riotous curls.
She looked up at
him, her brilliant blue eyes misty with emotion.
“Thank you,” she
whispered. “For both our dreams, Cade. For daring to dream with me.”
Their arms
surrounded each other, their gazes returning to the view, and the future
stretching ahead of them.
Authors Note
Be watching for more news of your favorite
August family coming in the sequel series, The Men Of Madison, beginning with
Tina’s Temptation. It’s the story of an August relative, and our tough-as-nails
Madison County sheriff, Joshua Martinez. Hey, sheriffs have handcuffs. This
could get interesting.
On another note. I’ve received many emails
both for the sharing to continue and for a final healing with the August
Brothers. This is the healing. So why did I wait? Because at the time of the
completion of Heather’s Gift, the August Brothers, I felt, weren’t ready to let
go of that final security line that had helped them survive a brutal,
destructive past. They had survived. Perhaps not as you or I would have, but
they survived. They had to realize themselves, for their own peace of mind,
that the past was over and that dreams really do come true. They had to repair
that final bond themselves, and learn how to be brothers again. Something that
cannot be done overnight.
I hope you have all enjoyed the series. I
hope you saw what I felt as I wrote these books. The strength of these men who
had survived, who were strong, enduring. Men who had faced their worst
nightmare and eventually overcame the obstacles that their very survival had
put in their path. I hope you saw the love, the innate gentleness, and the
underlying craving for the love of the women they had set their hearts on.
Love
comes in so many forms. So many different faces and so many elusive ways, that
who’s to say what it can ultimately conquer?
God Bless you all this Christmas
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