Page 88 of Wherever My Heart Roams

"Maybe Jacob could make a few runs for you." She suggested.

"I'd hate to put him in such danger." Wade told her. "If anything happened to him, I'd never forgive myself."

"I know, but you can't keep going on like this. I see it in your face, the worry. One man can only do so much."

"Besides, he's younger and he certainly was good hiding from the troops and Indians coming here." She curled an arm around his neck and looked into his eyes.

"I'll talk to him. I could use a rest." Wade told her. "Besides, I did talk to my contact about a coded message, and Jacob relieving me from time to time and he agreed. So as soon as I learn the code, we'll implement it and I'll ask Jacob to help."

"You certainly could use the help." She kissed his cheek.

"So how close are you to having this baby?" He asked as his hand went to the round portion of her stomach. The baby was moving and he laughed. "He's a strong one."

"He?" She gave him a glance.

"Or she…" he smiled. "I wouldn't mind another sweet little girl around the place."

"Really, you wouldn't be disappointed?"

"Not in the least. As long as it is healthy, that's the important thing."

"I think I'll deliver in the next week or two. I've been walking a lot more, trying to get in shape for it. I feel pretty good though." She assured him

He took her fully into his arm

s now and kissed her passionately. She didn't mind, and gave into her own needs.

She was caught up in the kiss when she whispered to him, "I can't wait to have this baby so I can ravish my husband. I know that sounds selfish, but I've grown accustomed to making love with you Wade Cahill."

"Hmmm…you sure make it sound inviting." He grinned and most away to take off his boots.

"How about a nice hot bath and relaxing tonight?" She saw the tired lines in his face, saw the way his shoulders bunched. He was dead on his feet. She wanted to comfort him.

"Sounds great, then a huge steak, and to fall asleep in your arms would be heaven." He gave her a sexy grin.

She waited on him, helping him off with his clothes and making hot water for his bath. When he climbed in, she had an urge to climb in with him, but he really was so tuckered, she figured it might be best if she just sponged him off and let him rest. She sensed this trip had been very grueling for him and she was worried.

How many times could he make the trips to the union lines and not get caught. It was like a cat and mouse game. Only it wasn't a game, and it could mean his life.

She shuddered thinking about it.

After a good start in the war, the Confederate's were beginning to see some strain. The north had better equipment, and more men. And the casualties were mounting from each battle.

She sponged him as he lay back in the water, his eyes closed, her hand went over his magnificent chest and she had to stop the flutter inside her. She was nine month pregnant and she didn't need to get stirred, but it happened quite frequently nonetheless.

Before she realized it, he was sound asleep.

She kissed him on the cheek and left him alone for a bit, so he could relax. He didn't move until the cooling of the water woke him.

She'd talk to Jacob herself. Wade was worn out. She had to do something, short of making the trips herself.

She caught Jacob staring out over the deck one afternoon.

"Jacob, I've come to ask your help. Wade will get around to asking you himself, but I wanted to talk to you about it."

"Sure, what's up, sis?"

"It's these long trips through enemy lines, the last trip was very hard and Wade is showing signs of fatigue now. I'm worried about him."

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