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“Have you seen Mother?” Nicholas asked.
“Oh, yes. She and her quilting troop have an adviser this year.”
“An adviser? What’s that?”
“Well, it seems many of the women weren’t coordinating with their stitches, and they needed someone to-“
“Don’t tell me. Celia is down there telling them all how their quilts should be sewn.”
“Precisely. But no one seems to mind. She won them all over with that wedding dress she made for one of the workers’ daughters last spring.”
Nicholas lay back and tucked his hands beneath his head. “I have a surprise for you.”
“You always have a surprise for me.” She threaded his hair back from his temples with her fingers. “What have you bought me now?”
“I haven’t bought you anything.”
“Really? What is it, then?”
“I think I need a kiss to remember.”
She lowered her lips to his and kissed him gently. When she pulled back, his dark eyes were filled with the bountiful love she always saw there. “Did that help?”
“I might need another one.”
She kissed him again.
He smiled.
“What is it?” she asked.
“We’re going to Virginia to visit the Kleymanns this fall.”
“We are?”
He nodded.
“Oh, Nicholas, that will be wonderful! Is this a business trip?”
“Partially. But I will have plenty of time to sightsee with you and the boys. We can take Mrs. Trent, and that way you can do a few things with Kathryn, too.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
He gazed up at her, ran his fingers over her cheek and tugged on a curl that lay against her neck. “I look forward to every day now that you’re part of my life,” he said. “Not a minute goes by that I’m not grateful to Stephen for bringing us together.”
“And Claire,” she added.
“And Claire.”
Something in his heart warmed and blossomed…as it did each time Alessia smiled.
—The End