ROMANCE: Mail Order Bride: A Sheriff's Bride (A Clean Christian Inspirational Historical Western Romance) (New Adult Short Stories) by Nathan Adams Page A
Authors: Nathan Adams
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same vibrant eyes as her father came bounding out of a room. She was being chased after by a frazzled nanny who was obviously worried she might be in trouble for not taming her.
With a quick motion, he hoisted the young girl up in his arms and proceeded to spin with her. She giggled and smiled, her bright expression lighting up the room like a thousand suns might. I could only stare in awe as realization dawned on me.
He finally sat her down and fixed her dress once more before addressing me with his answer, “Vanessa, this is Ruth, my daughter.” He explained.
I looked from him to the young girl, now speechless. “A daughter…?” I said without realizing it.
Ruth smiled up at me, and it made my heart nearly melt. She couldn’t have been any more than 5. “Hello Miss Vanessa! It’s really nice to meet you.” She said.
I delivered a smile right back and crouched down to her level. “Well it’s very nice to meet you too Ruth. I hope we have lots of fun together.”
She giggled, “Do you sew?” she asked curiously as she rocked on her heels.
“I do! I sew very well, and perhaps I can teach you. What do you say to that?” I asked.
She seemed to get very excited, “I can’t wait Miss Vanessa!” she said.
I stood back upright and patted the young girl on the head before she was ushered back to her room by the very apologetic nanny. Brandon assured her it was perfectly fine before he turned back to me and gave me a weak grin, “I guess neither of us is completely perfect then, now are we?” he asked.
“No, but I don’t consider something like this an indicator of imperfection.” I said softly. We were close, and the natural attraction between us was growing stronger by the moment. It seemed like we truly were made for one another. We were two lost souls, both longing for acceptance, and coming together in a world that was built to scrutinize. I was shocked that he had a child already, but it only made what could be between us much better.
His lips met mine, and soon I was in his arms as he gave me a soft, and succinct kiss. The small gesture held so much electricity and energy that I could feel my heart swell more, and my stomach felt fluttery. He parted from me and took my hands in his once more, “I think together we can mend the broken pieces of our lives. Maybe when we’ve had some time to settle, we can talk about those pasts, but for now I’d like for you to focus on getting our wedding together. I’ll have a few of my staff show you around the house and to where your room is, and then maybe you and Miss Taft would like to go and start getting everything together. My sister will be here tomorrow to help.” He said.
I assumed he had business in the fields to attend to, so I left him to his work and was left in the hands of the gracious staff of the home. I was even more certain and assured of my decision now. Emily had been wrong about this man. Nothing could go wrong to ruin what was budding between us.
Chapter Four
The very next day, I was sitting with Olivia in what was my room for the time being. All night I had been too jittery to sleep because I couldn’t stop thinking about Brandon. Occasionally my thoughts drifted to Ruth, and my own unborn child. The thoughts were so pleasant I could barely contain my excitement about anything, and it took everything I had to keep from waking Olivia just to blather on about it all.
Today, she was brushing my hair for me. I was already dressed and prepared to meet Jocelyn, but as I observed the morning glow in Texas, Olivia spoke up. “You will be a mother more than once.” She said.
I nodded my head lightly, “Indeed I will. I’m happy about it honestly.” I said with a bright grin.
“Yes, but what do you think of more then?” she asked curiously.
I giggled and blushed like a schoolgirl, “Now let’s take this one step at a time. I’m sure if he wishes to have children with me, it is something that will happen. For now, we
With a quick motion, he hoisted the young girl up in his arms and proceeded to spin with her. She giggled and smiled, her bright expression lighting up the room like a thousand suns might. I could only stare in awe as realization dawned on me.
He finally sat her down and fixed her dress once more before addressing me with his answer, “Vanessa, this is Ruth, my daughter.” He explained.
I looked from him to the young girl, now speechless. “A daughter…?” I said without realizing it.
Ruth smiled up at me, and it made my heart nearly melt. She couldn’t have been any more than 5. “Hello Miss Vanessa! It’s really nice to meet you.” She said.
I delivered a smile right back and crouched down to her level. “Well it’s very nice to meet you too Ruth. I hope we have lots of fun together.”
She giggled, “Do you sew?” she asked curiously as she rocked on her heels.
“I do! I sew very well, and perhaps I can teach you. What do you say to that?” I asked.
She seemed to get very excited, “I can’t wait Miss Vanessa!” she said.
I stood back upright and patted the young girl on the head before she was ushered back to her room by the very apologetic nanny. Brandon assured her it was perfectly fine before he turned back to me and gave me a weak grin, “I guess neither of us is completely perfect then, now are we?” he asked.
“No, but I don’t consider something like this an indicator of imperfection.” I said softly. We were close, and the natural attraction between us was growing stronger by the moment. It seemed like we truly were made for one another. We were two lost souls, both longing for acceptance, and coming together in a world that was built to scrutinize. I was shocked that he had a child already, but it only made what could be between us much better.
His lips met mine, and soon I was in his arms as he gave me a soft, and succinct kiss. The small gesture held so much electricity and energy that I could feel my heart swell more, and my stomach felt fluttery. He parted from me and took my hands in his once more, “I think together we can mend the broken pieces of our lives. Maybe when we’ve had some time to settle, we can talk about those pasts, but for now I’d like for you to focus on getting our wedding together. I’ll have a few of my staff show you around the house and to where your room is, and then maybe you and Miss Taft would like to go and start getting everything together. My sister will be here tomorrow to help.” He said.
I assumed he had business in the fields to attend to, so I left him to his work and was left in the hands of the gracious staff of the home. I was even more certain and assured of my decision now. Emily had been wrong about this man. Nothing could go wrong to ruin what was budding between us.
Chapter Four
The very next day, I was sitting with Olivia in what was my room for the time being. All night I had been too jittery to sleep because I couldn’t stop thinking about Brandon. Occasionally my thoughts drifted to Ruth, and my own unborn child. The thoughts were so pleasant I could barely contain my excitement about anything, and it took everything I had to keep from waking Olivia just to blather on about it all.
Today, she was brushing my hair for me. I was already dressed and prepared to meet Jocelyn, but as I observed the morning glow in Texas, Olivia spoke up. “You will be a mother more than once.” She said.
I nodded my head lightly, “Indeed I will. I’m happy about it honestly.” I said with a bright grin.
“Yes, but what do you think of more then?” she asked curiously.
I giggled and blushed like a schoolgirl, “Now let’s take this one step at a time. I’m sure if he wishes to have children with me, it is something that will happen. For now, we
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