She pressed in tight against his side.He made a sound of pleasure, then shifted, so she leaned back against him, his arms crossed in front of her, her hands tucked around his forearms.It was one of their favorite ways to stand as this pregnancy advanced toward its culmination.
“I’m looking at all these wonderful people we know, thinking how lucky we are to have each other, the kids, our life, and wishing the same happiness for all of them.”
“I’mlucky.And—”
She squeezed his arms.“We’relucky.”
“—it’s because of that generous heart of yours.Looking out for others.But you can’t take on the happiness of everybody you know, sweetheart.”
“Of course not.”
But she was watching one man and thinking, Hall Quick surely needed the Wyoming Marriage Association.
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