Blakemore,” she answered then sank onto the sofa when the deep graveled voice she craved came through the line.
“Aye, say that again, Mrs. Blakemore.”
His rich voice was an instant turn on. “Kenya Blakemore,” this time she said it slower.
“Ah,” Jonathan said with a long sigh. “It's like you're licking me ear with those words. How's me wife and bairn today? Have ye met your father yet?”
His accent seemed thicker today. “He's here along with my brother Michael now and your little one and I are doing fine. We miss you.” She went on to tell him about her father’s visit and all she's learned. “I'm starting to rant and you have little time to talk to me.”
“I think you're beautiful for listening to him.” he praised his accent deep and warm in her ear soothed with each syllable. “You said Michael's there; you didn't know he was coming? No one told you beforehand?”
“No.” Kenya smiled at her husband’s ability to relax her with a few caring words. She grinned. “You know I'll never let either of them walk away and I'm just ranting to get it out of my system?”
“It's one of the reasons I love you.”
She had no time to prime him for the question burning in her mind after learning Steve's choice. “This is coming out of left field, but, Jonathan, would you have left your family and moved to another country for a job?” Her question held a hint of uncertainty.
“I shot four men for endangering my pregnant wife,” he reminded her. “You’re asking the wrong question.”
She knew Steve did what he thought was right. “I know, honey…that question's harder to ask.”
“A company going out of business doesn't affect our income enough for me to be faced with that choice under my resources. Ask yourself if you can live with the knowledge that he made the difficult choice for your benefit?”
Lord she was married to a psychiatrist. “I'm gonna need your love to help me move past this hurt enough to find love in my heart for Steve.”
Jonathan said in a low voice, “You already love him, that's what's making you angry.”
She's transparent when it comes to Jonathan reading her emotions. “I know...he's offered to help me with a few things with your case. I can tell he's trying. He’s agreed to help Sophie with a computer problem later.”
“Hmm. It must be a virus. Sophie's very good at computers. Let him help you. Let everybody help you, babe. You take care of our child and yourself. There's no point in me getting out if you're not there when I do.”
Her heart flipped. “Are you eating, honey, please tell me you're eating?”
“I'm eating,” he assured her. “Are you resting?” he asked concerned.
“Sophie's on me like a cheap suit in the rain.” Jonathan laughed. That sound moved through her in a warm embrace. “I've figured out a way to get everyone together and get character testimonials for your trial. I've already started inviting everyone that rents off the river to a party, so they can get to meet me and see that you have a legitimate wife and child. I'll serve some food and drinks, have a country gathering to get these people to open up and help support you. I don't have all my aunts and uncles, but you've treated these people as family so I'm gonna go to them as family to save the freedom of one of their own. Many have never met me and I think it'll go a long way, but I need the person they trust the most to stand beside me. Who do you recommend I go to first?”
Jonathan said, “Ye make me proud to know you, Mo Ru'n. Go to Glasgow,” he offered. “He's a good man and well respected throughout the west end. Have it in his barn, it'll show you trust the farmers and the farmers trust you. Take Jamie or Carl with you, because I don’t want you walking through uneven fields going out on the pastures. You could fall and break a leg. Let him get the others together. After you get the information call Hines, my lawyer, let him handle it and you take care
“Aye, say that again, Mrs. Blakemore.”
His rich voice was an instant turn on. “Kenya Blakemore,” this time she said it slower.
“Ah,” Jonathan said with a long sigh. “It's like you're licking me ear with those words. How's me wife and bairn today? Have ye met your father yet?”
His accent seemed thicker today. “He's here along with my brother Michael now and your little one and I are doing fine. We miss you.” She went on to tell him about her father’s visit and all she's learned. “I'm starting to rant and you have little time to talk to me.”
“I think you're beautiful for listening to him.” he praised his accent deep and warm in her ear soothed with each syllable. “You said Michael's there; you didn't know he was coming? No one told you beforehand?”
“No.” Kenya smiled at her husband’s ability to relax her with a few caring words. She grinned. “You know I'll never let either of them walk away and I'm just ranting to get it out of my system?”
“It's one of the reasons I love you.”
She had no time to prime him for the question burning in her mind after learning Steve's choice. “This is coming out of left field, but, Jonathan, would you have left your family and moved to another country for a job?” Her question held a hint of uncertainty.
“I shot four men for endangering my pregnant wife,” he reminded her. “You’re asking the wrong question.”
She knew Steve did what he thought was right. “I know, honey…that question's harder to ask.”
“A company going out of business doesn't affect our income enough for me to be faced with that choice under my resources. Ask yourself if you can live with the knowledge that he made the difficult choice for your benefit?”
Lord she was married to a psychiatrist. “I'm gonna need your love to help me move past this hurt enough to find love in my heart for Steve.”
Jonathan said in a low voice, “You already love him, that's what's making you angry.”
She's transparent when it comes to Jonathan reading her emotions. “I know...he's offered to help me with a few things with your case. I can tell he's trying. He’s agreed to help Sophie with a computer problem later.”
“Hmm. It must be a virus. Sophie's very good at computers. Let him help you. Let everybody help you, babe. You take care of our child and yourself. There's no point in me getting out if you're not there when I do.”
Her heart flipped. “Are you eating, honey, please tell me you're eating?”
“I'm eating,” he assured her. “Are you resting?” he asked concerned.
“Sophie's on me like a cheap suit in the rain.” Jonathan laughed. That sound moved through her in a warm embrace. “I've figured out a way to get everyone together and get character testimonials for your trial. I've already started inviting everyone that rents off the river to a party, so they can get to meet me and see that you have a legitimate wife and child. I'll serve some food and drinks, have a country gathering to get these people to open up and help support you. I don't have all my aunts and uncles, but you've treated these people as family so I'm gonna go to them as family to save the freedom of one of their own. Many have never met me and I think it'll go a long way, but I need the person they trust the most to stand beside me. Who do you recommend I go to first?”
Jonathan said, “Ye make me proud to know you, Mo Ru'n. Go to Glasgow,” he offered. “He's a good man and well respected throughout the west end. Have it in his barn, it'll show you trust the farmers and the farmers trust you. Take Jamie or Carl with you, because I don’t want you walking through uneven fields going out on the pastures. You could fall and break a leg. Let him get the others together. After you get the information call Hines, my lawyer, let him handle it and you take care
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