Who Brings Forth the Wind (Kensington Chronicles) by Lori Wick

for that.
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    Without warning, Stacy's thoughts moved to motherhood
    She had never told Tanner that she desperately wanted to be a
    mother, but it was true. She loved Elena's girls and ached for
    children of her own. She wasn't good at many things, but Stacy
    somehow knew that she would be a fine mother.
    She was contemplating the wonderful idea of presenting
    Tanner with a son in nine months' time when the carriage abruptly halted The door opened immediately, and Tanner
    swung down and turned to give Stacy a hand She smiled her
    thanks.
    "I thought I'd lost you for a moment," he spoke as they
    moved up the steps to the front door.
    "I was just thinking."
    "Want to share?" Tanner asked and then chuckled They
    had stepped inside the door of his London home, and he had
    lost her again. Most men with homes as large as Tanner's
    country home cared only to have a small town house in
    London, but Tanner was not most men. Although not as large
    as Winslow, his London residence was substantial. He watched
    Stacy's head move carefully as she saw this home for the first
    time. Lucinda had forbidden her from visiting while it was still
    a bachelor's domicile.
    Tanner loved it when Stacy was awed, as she was now. He
    also loved it when she tried not to show it. He admired her
    self-control as the staff gathered. The introductions were
    performed by Campbell, who was head of housekeeping, and
    before Stacy knew it she was being shown to her room.
    It was a relief to find Rayna there. Lucinda had sent her to
    assist Stacy for her entire honeymoon. The faithful maid had
    laid out one of the beautiful dresses from Stacy's trousseau
    and, after buttoning her into it, began to brush her hair.
    Tanner loved it long down her back, so after Rayna pulled it
    back from the sides, Stacy asked her to let it hang.
    Just 20 minutes later, a very hungry Stacy entered the
    private dining room at the back of the house. There had been a
    lavish feast at the wedding, but no time to eat, what with well-wishers
    and every man in the room wanting to dance with the
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    ide. Stacy frowned when she remembered that she had only
    iced with Tanner twice.
    "That's quite a fierce look. You must be starved," Tanner
    jmmented, having arrived just ahead of her.
    Stacy's face relaxed into a smile as she crossed the small
    jsioom to stand before him. She loved the fact that she had to
    ||ook up to see him. He was the most handsome man she had
    ^ever seen and as hungry as she was, she somehow wished they
    fwere going to be alone for the remainder of the evening.
    This was an impossibility as Stacy soon learned The
    f thought had barely formed when the food arrived The duke
    and duchess took their seats and were served a sumptuous
    feast of roast goose by the staff.
    Tanner was well satisfied watching his wife eat. She didn't
    pick at her food, but ate what she was hungry for and until she
    had a sufficiency. Their talk over the table was equally satisfying
    as Stacy questioned him about the many different people
    she'd met at the wedding. Tanner was pleasantly surprised to
    learn that she knew the Duchess of Briscoe.
    "Sunny Hawkesbury?"
    "Yes. Aunt Lucinda and I had tea with Lady Andrea just
    weeks after I'd arrived. Sunny came as we were leaving. She
    knows Elena."
    Tanner nodded. "Did you like her--Sunny, that is?"
    'Very much."
    "Then you'll be pleased to know she and her husband are
    our neighbors. They live at Bracken, less than an hour's ride
    from Winslow. I wouldn't be too surprised to arrive home and
    find an invitation to dinner or tea from them."
    Stacy had never thought about their being invited as husband
    and wife to dine, but now that Tanner mentioned it, she
    found she liked the idea immensely. She decided she would
    have to learn who their neighbors were and have them in as
    well.
    "Are you finished?"
    Stacy came out of her musings to find Tanner watching
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    "Yes," Stacy told him, and sat still as he pushed his chair
    back and approached. He took her