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"Sawyer." He offered a hand. "Boone Sawyer. We're Anastasia's neighbors."
"Neighbors, you say? Well, I doubt that's all. But come in, come in." He exchanged Boone's hand for Jessie's. "See what we have in store for you."
"Ghosts!" She nearly bounced out of her Mary Janes. "Daddy, ghosts!"
"Not a bad attempt for a layman," Padrick said kindly enough. "Oh, by the way, Ana's just taken Nash and Morgana upstairs. We've having twins tonight. Maureen, my pa.s.sion flower, come meet Ana's neighbors." He turned to Boone as a striking amazon in a scarlet turban came striding down the hall.
"I imagine you'd like a drink, boyo," Padrick said to Boone.
"Yes, sir." Boone blew out a long breath. "I believe I would."
Hesitant and uneasy, Mel knocked on the door of Morgana's bedroom, then poked her head in. She wasn't sure whether she'd expected the clinical-and, to her mind, frightening-aura of a delivery room or the mystical glow of a magic circle. Either one she could have done without.
Instead, there was Morgana propped up in a big, cozy-looking bed, flowers and candles all around. Harp and flute music was drifting through the room. Morgana looked a bit flushed, Nash more than a bit pale, but the basic normality of it all rea.s.sured Mel enough to have her crossing the threshold when Ana gestured to her.
"Come on in, Mel. You should be an expert at this now. After all, you helped Sebastian and me deliver the foal just a few months ago."
"I feel like a horse," Morgana muttered, "but that doesn't mean I appreciate the comparison."
"I don't want to interrupt, or get in the way or-Oh, boy," she whispered when Morgana threw her head back and began to puff like a steam engine.
"Okay, okay." Nash gripped her hand and fumbled with a stopwatch.
"Here comes another one. We're doing fine, just fine."
"We, h.e.l.l," Morgana said between her teeth. "I'd like to see you-"
"Breathe." Ana's voice was gentle as she placed crystals over Morgana's belly. They hovered in the air, gleaming with an unearthly light that Mel tried to take in stride.
After all, she reminded herself, she'd been married to a witch for two months.
"It's all right, babe." Nash pressed his lips to her hand, wishing desperately for the pain to pa.s.s. "It's almost over."
"Don't go." She gripped his hand hard as the contraction began to ease.
"Don't go."
"I'm right here. You're wonderful." As Ana had instructed him, he cooled Morgana's face with a damp cloth. "I love you, gorgeous."
"You'd better." She managed a smile and let out a long, cleansing breath. Knowing she had a ways to go, she closed her eyes. "How am I doing, Ana?"
"Great. A couple more hours."
"A couple-" Nash bit off the words and fixed on a smile that was sick around the edges. "Terrific."
Mel cleared her throat, and Ana glanced over. "I'm sorry. We got a li ttle distracted."
"No problem. I just thought you'd want to know Boone's here-with Jessie."
"Oh." Ana mopped her own brow with her shirtsleeve. "I'd forgotten. I'll be right down. Would you send Aunt Bryna up?"
"Sure. Hey, Morgana, we're all with you."
Morgana's smile was just a tad wicked. "Great. Want to change places?"
"I'll pa.s.s this time, thanks." She was edging toward the door. "I'll just get out of your way."
"You're not going to be gone long." Struggling against panic, Nash rubbed the small of Morgana's back and looked pleadingly at Ana.
"Only a minute or two. And Aunt Bryna's very skilled. Besides, we need some brandy."
"Brandy? She's not supposed to drink."
"For you," Ana said gently as she slipped out of the room.
The first thing Ana noted when she reached the parlor was that Jessie was being very well entertained. Ana's mother was laughing her l.u.s.ty, full-bodied laugh as Jessie recounted her cla.s.s's escapades at the school Halloween party. Since Jessie was already cuddling two stuffed animals, Ana deduced that her father had already been up to his tricks.
She certainly hoped he'd been discreet.
"Things are well upstairs?" Bryna said quietly as they pa.s.sed in the doorway.
"Perfect. You'll be a grandmother before midnight."
"Bless you, Anastasia." Bryna kissed her cheek. "And I do like your young man."
"He's not-" But her aunt was already hurrying upstairs.
And there was Boone standing by the fireplace, where the flames crackled cheerily, drinking what was surely one of her father's concoctions and listening, with an expression of fascinated bemus.e.m.e.nt, to one of her Uncle Douglas's stories.
"So, naturally, we took the poor soul in for the night. Storm being what it was. And what did he do but go screeching out in the morning, shouting about banshees and ghosts and the like. Touched," Douglas said sadly, tapping a finger to his head, where an orange silk hat now resided. "A sad and sorry tale."
"Perhaps it had something to do with you clanging about in that suit of armor," Matthew Donovan commented, wanning a brandy in his long- fingered hands.
"No, no, a suit of armor doesn't resemble a banshee in the least. I imagine it was Maureen's cat screeching that did it."
"My cats do not screech," she said, insulted. "They're quite well behaved."
"I have a dog," Jessie piped up. "But I like cats, too."
"Is that so?" Always willing to oblige, Padrick plucked a yellow-striped stuffed kitten from between her fairy wings. "How about this one?"
"Oh!" Jessie buried her face in its fur, then delighted Padrick by climbing onto his lap and kissing his rosy cheek.
"Da." Ana leaned over the sofa to press her lips to his balding head.
"You never change."
"Ana!" Jessie bounced on Padrick's lap and tried to hold up her entire menagerie at once. "Your daddy's the funniest person in the world!"
"I like him myself." She tilted her head curiously. "But who are you?"
I'm Jessie." Giggling, she climbed down to turn in a circle.
"No, really?"