Love Came Just in Time (45 page)

“Oh, heaven help me. Twins.”

“Maybe triplets. He wasn't quite sure.”

Sam started to laugh. He leaned on his wife and laughed until tears were running down his face. Then he kissed her soundly.

“Oh, Sydney, you never do anything halfway, do you?”

“Never.”

He pulled her inside, then made her sit while he gave his camp cooking and baking lesson for the day, then he pitched in with his six little helpers and cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen. Then he tucked them all in and tried not to get misty-eyed thinking about how he would be tucking in his own children in a few months.

And so he practiced once more by tucking his wife in. Then he untucked her and slid in beside her. He made love to her slowly and sweetly, then they shed a few tears of happiness together. Sam gathered Sydney close and counted his blessings. They included every chuckhole he'd ever bounced his Range Rover over, every minute on the Clan gossip docket, every Wednesday afternoon spent with the Ladies Aid Society to give his report of his and Sydney's activities and, last but not least, every bit of matchmaking Joe had done on their behalf.

Yes, it had been a match made in heaven.

And as he drifted off to sleep with his love in his arms, he promised himself he would check Joe for wings the very next time he went to town.