Page 54 of A Cowboy's Convenient Marriage

Chapter 22

Ada sat back and leanedher head against the airplane seat. Take off was her favorite and least favorite part of the airplane ride. Her favorite part, because it was exciting and felt like a roller coaster in some ways. Her least favorite, because if anything was going to happen, it was probably going to happen during takeoff or landing.

She squeezed Cash’s hand and turned her head to look across the seat at hand.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes smiling, his face happy and content.

He had loved their visit home to Virginia. He loved the people there. He loved showing her around other places that he enjoyed while he lived there. In short, he had a wonderful time on their honeymoon.

She had to too, of course, but...she had missed her home and family. The mountains had made her feel claustrophobic, like she was being closed in. She was used to being able to look around and see for miles, and that was not the way it was in Virginia.

Of course, he’d taken her to stunning mountaintops, where they could see in the distance, such beauty and grandeur that she'd only imagined. Of course, those mountains weren't as high as the Rockies, and she remembered them from her time in Wyoming, but it had been a long time ago.

"Yes. I'm fine. You?"

"I'm good." He laid his head back and smiled at her.

They had stayed at his parents’ house, in separate bedrooms. His parents had not thought it odd, since they knew that they had gotten married quickly and did not know each other well.

She had hit it off with his mom, and he and his dad had had several long conversations which she had not asked about.

Still, she had been extremely happy to get on the airplane and to be headed West.

She thought that perhaps Cash was less happy and more excited about the idea of coming back.

He had not given his church an answer, but she was almost certain that he was leaning toward taking the pastorate back.

She supposed that was just as well. And, she knew she would be happy there. She would decide to be, and then make it so. After all, a person could control their emotions. Now, she wasn't so silly as to think that she could control her emotions immediately after a devastating blow, but, part of getting out of the funk, and not allowing oneself to get into a funk to begin with was to make sure that a person didn't allow their thoughts to spiral away from them.

The plane had leveled out, although they were still climbing. They had passed a little bit of turbulence, which she also enjoyed. She was probably the ideal airline flyer, and maybe she should be more concerned than what she always was.

"Abby was beautiful. I wasn’t expecting that," Ada said softly, turning her head and looking at her husband.

That was not what he was thinking about, if the way his brows went up was any indication. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the seat in front of them.

"I suppose she is." He didn't seem overly interested.

"Do you miss Virginia?"

She knew he did, but she supposed she wanted to talk about it. To see what he was thinking. She had tried not to ask. She didn't want to be the kind of wife who nagged.

Cash didn't nag her about anything. And she appreciated the fact that he treated her like an adult. She didn't want to treat him like a little boy who needed her opinion on everything.

Of course, he would ask when the time was right, and she just had to bide her time and be patient until then.

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