could, Daisy,” Jacob said as he shook her until her eyes focused on the here and now. “You did what you could and your sister would not blame you.”
She nodded knowing in her heart that he was right. Amelia had protected her. The last thing her sister would do is blame Daisy for not being able to protect her.
“So who killed the two men?” Jacob asked already knowing that those two men had killed her pregnant sister.
“Saviour did,” she whispered. “He came to save us. He tried to get me to leave before the sheriff got there but I couldn’t leave her. I couldn’t.”
“So you lied to the sheriff about killing all those men.” It made sense to Jacob. She would want to protect the only friend that she had. He understood that.
“I had killed one man,” she sighed. “What difference did it make if he thought I killed all three of them?”
Jacob held her close to him, just held her, taking comfort in the feel of her in his arms. It stunned him to know that he could have lost her. He could have never known the feel of her in his arms, the feel of her body as she took him inside. He could have lost out on discovering the most important person in his life. Daisy. She was strong and brave though perhaps she didn’t realise it yet. She was perfect for him and he had fallen that final bit in love with her as she told him what she had lived through.
“You did what you had to,” he whispered to her. “There is no shame in what you did. You are a survivor and I could ask no more of the woman who will be mother to my children.”
She gasped and looked at him. He could see that she hadn’t thought about the fact that all the loving they had been doing could lead to a child. So brave and strong and yet still naïve in so many ways.
“I have killed more men then you can imagine,” he said. In fact he had killed several women as well but wouldn’t tell her of that just yet, though he knew one day he would share all with her as well. “I did what I had to do to protect the lives of those around me. And that is what you did as well. You did what you had to and I am very grateful that you did.”
“You don’t think less of me knowing that I murdered someone?” she asked.
“You are no more murderer than I am,” he vowed. “You are a woman who stood alone and did what she had to do. I admire you. You have strength and courage that sets you apart from others. You are a woman to be proud of, a woman to love.”
She caught her breath. “Does that mean that someday you might love me?”
He wanted to tell her that he already did but she wouldn’t believe him, not yet. So he told her what she could accept. “I am falling in love with you, Daisy,” he said and bent to kiss her softly on the lips. “Everything I learn about you only makes me fall a little more.”
She smiled and reached up to run her fingers over his cheek. “I am with you too,” she said and he felt his heart swell. “You are everything that I prayed for and never knew existed outside of my father.”
“I will never willingly hurt you,” he promised knowing that he might hurt her unknowingly as they went through the journey of life together. “I will protect you to my dying breath and no man shall ever bring fear to your eyes again while I am alive.”
She leaned up to kiss him, the first time she had initiated it on her own. He took her kiss and deepened it, seeking entrance to her mouth and exploring it once more with his tongue. She met him stroke for stroke, no longer shy or timid in their kissing. It fired his blood and he could feel his cock swelling with need once more. This woman would be the death of him. His body would surely give out from all the loving he would have with her.
“I wish that my sister could have found a man like you,” she whispered as she pulled free. “I wish she could have known a better life than the one she had with Clancy.”
“She had the life she chose for whatever reason,” he said.
Debby Herbenick, Vanessa Schick