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Tears swelled in her eyes. She knew he meant it. “I’d never ask you for more than your love, and you being you. I love you, Jack. Always.”
Chapter Eight
Gwen woke alone inher bed in her parents’ home. She closed her eyes and stretched. Every nerve ending in her body still hummed with pleasure from the night before. She hadn’t fully been sure what to expect from her first time with Jack, but what she knew now was she couldn’t be more pleased, and she couldn’t wait for a repeat. Pleasureful memories of the night before had her aching for her fiancé’s touch.
She opened her eyes and glanced around her tiny room then stretched out over the small bed. Soon, she’d be waking up next to Jack in a big, warm bed they’d share for a lifetime.
A quiver raked through her. What a night she’d had and what a day she was about to have. She and Jack made plans to make appointments for the blood tests they’d need to get their marriage license. Then, the second they could, they’d head to the courthouse to get the paperwork. At best, they were probably looking at two weeks, maybe three, to pull it all together. Though she decided to give up the extremely big wedding, she thought she could still pull together a church wedding with a small reception in this timeframe. She hoped her mother wouldn’t be too disappointed about not going all-out.
Staring at the ceiling, she thought about the conversation she and her husband-to-be had last night regarding where they’d live and what he planned to do for a job. Before he went off to war, he’d flown commercial planes. He loved flying and hoped to reconnect with his previous employer.
In any case, a nurse’s salary was adequate. It would do until Jack got on his feet.
Last night, he suggested they live with his parents in their big home overlooking the bay. It wasn’t a bad idea. She loved his parents, and the house was much larger than this one. Though as newlyweds, it would be nice to have privacy. But, if this is what it came to she would gladly do it.
With reluctance, she slid her languid body out of bed, padded off to the bathroom to bathe, and got ready for work.
Like clockwork, she found her parents sitting at the kitchen table, cups of coffee in their hands as they skimmed over the newspaper.
Her mom glanced up. “Good morning.”
“Morning.” Gwen leaned over, kissed her on the cheek, then her dad.
“Did you and Jack have a nice evening?” her mother asked.
The thought of herniceevening warmed her cheeks. She hoped her heated face didn’t give her away. She and her mom were pretty close so there wasn’t much she could hide from the woman.
“Yes. It was great. We ate at Eddy’s and then took a drive.”
Her mother’s penetrating gaze stayed on her.
Did she know?
Gwen poured herself a cup of coffee and filled her parents’ cups, then she sat across from her mom. Her dad kept his nose buried in the paper.
“Jack and I had a discussion last night. We’d like to get married soon.”
