Not Quite A Mail Order Bride (Mail Order Brides) by Susan Leigh Carlton Page A

a honeymoon in San Francisco. It’s a place I’ve always wanted to go and before he even proposed he promised to take me. Will heard it and asked if he could go too. Luke asked me and I said yes. It will be a nice treat for them and a really good one for me. He’s planning to take Hetty to care for the boys.”
     
    “Incredible. We need to get away for a few days too. Jedadiah works so hard and he really doesn’t have to but you can’t tell him that.” She hugged her sister tightly and began dancing, and singing, “We’re gonna have a wedding, we’re gonna have a wedding.”
     
    “I would like for Mama and Papa to come out, but I haven’t mentioned it to Luke. I’ll bring it up when we start making plans.”
     
    Luke continued his practice of bringing Will to school and picking him up afterward, Martha told Luke she had overheard Will telling some of his friends, “Papa is going to marry Miss Martha and she’s going to be my mother.”
     
    “Well, it’s true,” said Luke. I’m sure going to marry Miss Martha.”
     
    “And Miss Martha can hardly wait,” she said.
     
    That evening after dinner and the boys had gone off to bed, they began making plans. “I want to be Mrs Luke Hastings as soon as possible,” she told Luke.
     
    “I agree,” said Luke. “We need to take a trip to Laramie and get the license and make arrangements with John. Oh, you do want John to conduct the ceremony, don’t you?”
     
    “Absolutely. It will delay things a bit, but if you don’t mind, could we have Mama and Papa come?”
     
    “Good idea. Why don’t we send them a telegram and then wire the money for tickets? It won’t take nearly as long as postal service.”
     
    “I didn’t know you could do that. How long would that take?”
     
    “Well, a telegram gets there in a few hours and money would be the same. Let’s send them a telegram asking if they can come and have them answer back collect. If they can, then they would have the money the next day. It would mean we could get married two or three weeks sooner.”
     
    “I’m for sooner. You’re wonderful, man of mine.” She sat in his lap and began kissing him on the neck and cheeks.
     
    “Ummmm”, he said. “I like this.” He kissed her forehead, and her eyes. He moved to her cheeks, then began kissing the tender, soft skin on her neck. She arched her neck to allow him more access. She was moaning with pleasure. He moved his hand to her breast, and began massaging it.
     
    “Wait,” she murmured. She unbuttoned several buttons down the front of her dress. “Now,” she said. “Touch me.”
     
    She squirmed around and he slid his hand inside her dress and found the soft, skin of her breast. Cupping it, he rubbed the nipple, feeling it become firm and pebbly. She wrapped her arms around his next and found his mouth, Her insistent tongue demanded access. He opened his mouth and she was inside it immediately. Writhing with pleasure, her tongue met his and then retreated as he began exploring her mouth, all the while massaging her breast.
     
    Disengaging, she leaned back, and looked at the handsome face in front of her and the questioning look in his eyes, she asked, “Would you like to make love to me?”
     
    “Oh, God! More than anything in the world. Are you sure? Are you really sure?”
     
    “I’m really sure. I would like for you to make love to me,” she said.
     
    He stood, picked her up and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. Still holding her, he opened the door with one hand, walked in and lowered her to the bed. She stood, and finished unbuttoning her dress and let if fall to the floor. She kicked it out and began slowly removing the other layers of clothing. Stepping out of her pantaloons, she stood before his admiring eyes in all of her naked splendor. She turned ever so slowly, giving a full view of her body and all of its treasures.
     
    “Now you,” she said.
     
    He removed his shirt. She moved her hands over the