In Search Of Love: The Story of A Mail Order Bride (Mail Order Bride Series) by Susan Leigh Carlton

shook hands with Patrick and said he would fix them the finest dinner on the menu.  As the food was served, Karl and Marta explained each of the items brought to the table.  It was a new experience for Patrick, as he had never experienced German food before.  As they walked back to the apartment, he told his new wife, “I’m glad we did this.  It was a nice treat for your parents and a new experience for me.”
     
    She squeezed the hand she was holding as they walked along.  “Thank you for thinking of inviting them. 
     
    “We need to decide when we will be leaving,” she said.  I can hardly wait to see my new home and meet your family.  That’s going to be exciting for me.  How far is it from the farm to Oregon City?  I would like to get a teaching position there if they need teachers.”
     
    “It’s not too far, you wouldn’t want to walk it,” he said.  “Most of the Catholic children go to St. Marys, where I finished up.  Oregon City does have a public school system.  I don’t know anything about it though.  It won’t be hard to find out.  I just don’t want my wife to think she has to work.  I want to take care of her.”
     
    “Teaching is a joy to me.  I love seeing the children’s faces as they grasp something new.”
     
    “One thing for sure, you will be the prettiest teacher in the system.  Or anywhere else for that matter.”
     
    She smiled.  “How nice of you to say something like that.  I like hearing it.  No one’s ever told me I was pretty before.  Well, except for Papa.”
     
    “Are all of the men in Columbus blind or something?” he asked.
     
    “You flatter me,” she said.
     
    “The truth is not flattery.  My first thought when I saw you walk in the door yesterday was, “That is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.”
     
    She giggled.  “I like you.  I might just keep you.”
     
    A little later…
     
    “Patrick, we’re going to be in my room tonight.  You can give up sleeping on the davenport,” Katerina said.
     
    “It wasn’t bad,” he protested.
     
    “But you don’t have to tonight.”  She took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
     
    Closing the door, she turned and came into his arms, and then said,  “I think it is time I got to know my husband.”  Standing on her tiptoes, she touched her lips to his.
     
    “I agree.  Though it feels a little funny with your parents in the other room.”  He bent his head.  As his lips touched the exquisite softness of hers, a shiver ran through his body.  His last few words were smothered by the crush of her lips on his.  His lips parted and with his tongue, he traced the contours of her mouth.  He pressed her mouth with his tongue and she parted her lips allowing the probing tongue entry.
     
    The tip of his tongue touched hers, and he heard a slight moan.  She pressed herself against him.  The firm tips of her breasts were burning holes in his shirt.  She tightened her arms around his neck and began moving her lips against his.  When they finally broke apart, she made a fanning motion with her hands.  “You may have to hold me up,” she said.  “My legs seem to be getting weak.”
     
    Urged on by her response, he came back, hungrily demanding another kiss.  She took his hand and placed it on her breast.  The warmth of her flesh came through the layers of cloth and stoked the flame burning within his body.
     
    Pressing herself more firmly against him, Katerina could feel the swell of his manhood against her thigh.  She unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed his chest. “You feel so strong and muscular.  You must work very hard to develop such muscles.  I feel safe in your arms.”  She unbuttoned another button on his shirt and wrapped both arms around him, rubbing his bare skin with her soft hands.
     
    “Would you like to help me undress?” she asked.
     
    “Yes, oh Lord, yes,” came the feverish reply.
     
    She turned in his arms, and lifted her long blonde