by Penny Jordan
‘We shouldn’t be doing this,’ Seb reminded her with a soft groan as she turned towards him. ‘Not without...’ But Katie was already touching him, stroking him and the urge to bury himself deep inside her was far too strong for him to resist.
Later, lying in Seb’s arms, Katie gave a blissful sigh and told him softly, ‘I saw him...just now, when...he was so beautiful, Seb...’
‘Yes, I know,’ he agreed quietly, ‘I saw him, too.’
They looked at one another, sharing the awe of what they had both experienced.
‘He looked so like you,’ Katie told him tremulously.
Seb frowned.
‘No,’ he corrected her, ‘he looked like you.’
Katie’s eyes widened.
‘Twins,’ she whispered chokily. ‘We’re going to have twins. Oh, Seb... Seb...’
‘Mmm...’ Seb breathed as she kissed him. ‘Careful...it could be triplets...’
Katie laughed.
‘There are no triplets in the Crighton family,’ she mock-scolded him.
‘We’ll have to get married...and soon,’ Seb warned her.
Katie pursed her lips and pretended to frown.
‘I mean it, Katie,’ Seb told her fiercely. ‘This isn’t a “let’s live together and see how it works out” thing for me. You’re the woman I love and it’s a “forever love” for me...’
‘...and for me,’ Katie assured him happily.
‘A quiet simple wedding,’ Seb continued, stopping when Katie started to laugh.
‘No...no way can we do that,’ she told him joyously. ‘You’re a Cooke and I’m a Crighton, Seb, and the whole town is going to want to see us married. It’s just as well Haslewich has such a large church.’
‘Mmm...but does it have a large font,’ Seb murmured before drawing her down against his body and then silencing whatever reply she might have made with a long sensual kiss.
EPILOGUE
‘IT’S JUST AS well that Haslewich has such a large church,’ Jenny Crighton told her husband, unconsciously echoing
Katie’s own comment to Seb.
‘Mmm... I know they’re in love, but does everything have to happen in such a rush?’ Jon protested ruefully, stopping when he saw the look Jenny was giving him.
‘Oh,’ he exclaimed, ‘I see...’
‘Katie hasn’t said anything,’ Jenny warned him, ‘but Louise is pretty sure, and you know how it is with them, being twins...they seem to share a special bond and...’ Jenny broke off as she saw her husband’s expression. Gently she touched his arm. Her Jon was a twin himself, even if he and his brother David weren’t in contact with one another any more.
‘Your father still believes that ultimately David will return home.’
‘Yes, I know,’ Jon agreed heavily. ‘You know I had the oddest feeling when I went to Jamaica that...’
‘...that what?’ Jenny pressed him, but he was already shaking his head.
‘Oh, nothing... So we’ve got another wedding to look forward to. Which reminds me, we’re coming up to Olivia and Caspar’s anniversary.’
Jenny started to frown.
‘What is it?’ Jon asked her.
‘I don’t know,’ Jenny admitted. ‘It’s just that Olivia seems to be rather on edge at the moment.’
‘Mmm...well, we are under a lot of pressure at the practice which, of course, is one of the reasons why I was so pleased when Katie agreed to join us. Which reminds me,’ Jon joked, ‘we’re very definitely going to have to think about buying that dining room table you were telling me about!’
‘The one that extends to seat twenty?’ Jenny asked him. ‘You said it was too big.’
‘Mmm...that was before I’d added up the number of grandchildren our family is blessing us with.’
Jenny laughed and agreed. ‘Yes, Katie was saying only last night that it’s just as well the church has such a long aisle...for all the little bridesmaids she’s going to have,’ she explained. ‘Close on a dozen at the last count.’
* * *
‘A DOZEN!’ CHARLOTTE exclaimed, looking bemused when Katie outlined her wedding plans to her that same evening.
‘Mmm...all of them dressed in little pink mini-meringues,’ Katie told her solemnly, tongue-in-cheek.
‘Like what?’ Suddenly realising she was being teased, Charlotte burst out laughing.
‘All right, I agree to take charge of them and to act as yours and Dad’s support, but no way am I wearing pink or tulle.’
‘No way,’ Katie agreed, her eyes dancing with laughter and love.
‘Oh, I’m so glad you and Dad have found one another,’ Charlotte told her happily.
As Katie smiled at her and then looked across the room to where Seb was watching them, her eyes sparkled with happiness and love.
‘So am I...’ she told Charlotte tenderly.
* * * * *
We hope you enjoyed this Harlequin ebook. Connect with us for info on our new releases, access to exclusive offers, free online reads and much more!
Subscribe to our newsletter: Harlequin.com/newsletters
Visit Harlequin.com
We like you—why not like us on Facebook: Facebook.com/HarlequinBooks
Follow us on Twitter: Twitter.com/HarlequinBooks
Read our blog for all the latest news on our authors and books: HarlequinBlog.com
ISBN: 9781459249646
Copyright © 2000 by Penny Jordan
The publisher acknowledges the copyright holder of
the individual works as follows:
THE PERFECT FATHER
Copyright © 1999 by Penny Jordan
A PERFECT NIGHT
Copyright © 2000 by Penny Jordan
All rights reserved. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of publisher, Harlequin Enterprises Limited, 225 Duncan Mill Road, Don Mills, Ontario, Canada M3B 3K9.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. This edition published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.
® and ™ are trademarks of the publisher. Trademarks indicated with ® are registered in the United States Patent and Trademark Office, the Canadian Trade Marks Office and in other countries.
www.Harlequin.com