Page 65 of Charmed
Boone had already been more patient than she had a right to ask. There was no excuse for keeping him waiting any longer.
At least she would have some moral support this evening. Morgana and Sebastian and their spouses were on their way over for the monthly Friday-night cookout. If that didn’t buck her up for her confrontation with Boone the following day, nothing would. As she stepped onto the patio, she fingered the diamond-clear zircon she wore around her neck.
Obviously Jessie had been keeping an eagle eye out, for she zipped through the hedge, with Daisy yipping behind her. To show his indifference to the pup, Quigley sat down and began to wash his hindquarters.
“We’re coming to your house for a cookout,” Jessie announced. “The babies are coming, too, and maybe I can hold one. If I’m really, really careful.”
“I think that could be arranged.” Automatically Ana scanned the neighboring yard for signs of Boone. “How was school today, sunshine?”
“It was pretty neat. I can write my name, and Daddy’s and yours. Yours is easiest. I can write Daisy’s, but I don’t know how to spell Quigley’s, so I just wrotecat.Then I had my whole family, just like the teacher toldus.” She stopped, scuffed her shoes, and for the first time since Ana had known her, looked shy. “Was it okay if I said you were my family?”
“It’s more than okay.” Crouching down, Ana gave Jessie a huge hug. Oh, yes, she thought, squeezing her eyes tight. This is what I want, what I need. I could be a wife to him, a mother to the child. Please, please, let me find the way to have it all. “I love you, Jessie.”
“You won’t go away, will you?”
Because they were close, because she couldn’t prevent it, Ana touched the child’s heart and understood that Jessie was thinking of her mother. “No, baby.” She drew back, choosing her words with care. “I would never want to go away. But if I had to, if I couldn’t help it, I’d still be close.”
“How can you go away and still be close?”
“Because I’d keep you in my heart. Here.” Ana took the thin braided gold chain with the square of zircon and slipped it over Jessie’s neck.
“Ooh! It shines!”
“It’s very special. When you feel lonely or sad, you hold on to this and think of me. I’ll know, and I’ll send you happiness.”
Dazzled, Jessie turned the crystal, and it exploded with light and color. “Is it magic?”
“Yes.”
Jessie accepted the answer with a child’s faith. “I want to show Daddy.” She started to dash off, then remembered her manners. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Is— Ah, is Boone inside?”
“Uh-uh, he’s on the roof.”
“The roof?”
“’Cause next month is Christmas, and he’s starting to put up the lights so we know how many we have to buy. The whole house is going to be lit up. Daddy says this is going to be the most special Christmas ever.”
“I hope so.” Ana shielded her eyes with the flat of her hand and looked up. There he was, sitting on top ofthe house, looking back at her. Her heart gave that quick, improbable leap it always did when she saw him. Despite nerves, she smiled, lifting one hand in a wave while the other rested on Jessie’s shoulder.
It would be all right, she told herself. It had to be.
Boone ignored the tangle of Christmas lights beside him and pleased himself by watching them until Jessie raced back across the yard and Ana went inside.
It would be all right, he told himself. It had to be.
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Sebastian plucked a fat black olive from a tray and popped it into his mouth. “When do we eat?”
“You already are,” Mel pointed out.
“I mean real food.” He winked down at Jessie. “Hot dogs.”
“Herbed chicken,” Ana corrected, turning a sizzling thigh on the grill.
They were spread over the patio, with Jessie sitting in a wrought-iron chair carefully cradling a cooing Allysia in her lap. Boone and Nash were deep in a discussion on infant care. Morgana had Donovan at her breast, comfortably nursing, while she listened to Mel relate the happy ending of the runaway she and Sebastian had tracked down.
