I was waking to the morning sun, when I heard Mimi scream.

"Ma'am! Ma'am! Come quickly!" My door burst open.

"What is it Mimi?" My pulse quickened.

"There's a man in the field headed this way. I believe it's our sir!"

I dashed down the steps not even fully dressed. I saw the figure she is speaking of, and I would know that man anywhere. I ran, ran so fast, my body barely kept up with my legs.

I was out of breath and stopped just before he caught up to me. His hands immediately cupped my face and his lips slammed down on mine. My legs were weak, and my mind was spinning.

He pulled his head away. "Naomi." He rested his head on mine, and we both tried to catch our breath.

He pulled me in closer and kissed me again. Our hands and bodies moved so quickly, we ended up on the ground.

"My god, you're beautiful." He looked me over, and his eyes grew large when he saw my midsection.

"Our baby." He breathed out, then kissed my very noticeable bump.

He climbed on top of me, and I laughed. "I believe we have an audience."

He looked up and smirked. "Bub." He shook his head with a smile looking down at me.

"How is this possible?" I asked.

"It's only temporary. We mustered out, but will return in a few weeks."

He kissed me again, before standing up and pulling me into his arms. He carried me bridal style past our loved ones.

"Welcome home sir." They greeted him, but he just kept walking. "Thank you, and I'll see you all later. Right now I have a wife that needs tending to." 

I threw my head back and laughed, as did everyone else, including his Uncles.

I yelled back. "Mimi, Claire, have a bath drawn immediately!"

"Yes ma'am!" They giggled.

"I love you dearly, but you need a bath and shave." He only looked at me with a smile.

The woman ran ahead of us to prepare our chamber bath, while I dug out clean clothes for my husband. He sat on our bed and still looked like he was in disbelief.

"How far did you walk?"

"I met some fine folk in Indianapolis and caught a ride in their buggy, then walked from Corydon."

I knelt down and pulled off his shoes, exposing his blood stained socks. I took a bowl and dipped out some hot water and soaked his bloody feet that are now stuck to his socks.

One at I time I slowly removed the water soaked socks. "How did you manage on these feet?"

"Many men are worse off than me. I'm Calvary and didn't walk to and from Virginia. I rode, so my feet are nothing compared to other men."

"Where's my father and brothers."

"Home, they caught a straight ride close toward Cincinnati and will only need to walk a few miles."

The bath water was ready and I helped my husband strip out of his clothes. He has obviously missed a few meals.

I helped him into the bath and soaped up his back and chest. He grabbed my wrist and looked at me. "I need you soon."

I smiled and nodded. "You'll have me as soon as you're clean."

"The baby?" He looked concerned.

"Won't know a thing." I smiled, and he laughed.

"You're even more beautiful carrying my child."

I placed my hand on his face. "I love you." I leaned in and kissed him.

After a moment, I pulled back and collected supplies to shave him. His water is nearly black so I called down for fresh water before I started shaving his face.

"We will need to rinse you with fresh water." I said.

"Bathing was limited to creeks. We rarely even got to bathe in them because we were constantly on the move. I can't tell you how good this all feels."

His eyes were closed and he looked exhausted.

"After your bath, you need to sleep while we put together a fine meal to celebrate your visit."

His eyes shot open. "I'll make love to my wife before I dare sleep."

I laughed. "Of course." I pecked his lips and got suds on my face that tickled. He just watched me and smiled. "You're nothing short of a miracle, my darling Naomi. I love you."

He pulled me close for an even deeper kiss, when there was a knock on the door.

"Please place the buckets by the tub. We will be down for supper. Put together his favorite meal please."

After I finished shaving him, and revealed the face of the man I live so dearly love, I had him stand and I unplugged the tub. I'm a sopping wet mess at this point, but I'm sure my clothing will soon be on the floor.

I rinsed him with clean hot water, and, as I worked, he kept reaching for my corset and pulling at the strings. He was anxious, but only prolonging the moments until I could be with him in our bed.

I set the last bucket down, and he stood soaking wet in the tub staring at me.

"Take all of it off." He pointed at my petticoat, shimmy, and corset. "I want to see my child."

My corset was halfway off anyway because of his handy work, so I let it fall to the floor before pushing down my petticoat and I'm left in my shimmy.

"My body has changed." I'm worried he won't find me attrative.

"Only for the better, my dear." He winked, and I reached for the hem of my shimmy and lifted it over my head.

He studied me and drew in a deep breath. "Like I said, for the better." He stepped out of the tub and placed his hand on my stomach. "You're beautiful." He looked at me, then back to my stomach.

"I'm afraid you're either further along or there's two."

"Mr. Westlake! Did you just call me fat?"

He chuckled and shook his head. "I called you beautiful, but there's no way this child is due late winter unless there are two. I know your body, Naomi. We are expecting two."

He looked at me, and he was serious. "Have you confirmed with Dr. Sams?" I shook my head no. "Tomorrow, you will see him." He said with concern.

He lifted my chin. "Double the trouble." He smirked, just before kissing me.

Within moments, I'm falling onto my bed with my husband staring down at me. "Everything about you is a miracle." He said as he lowered his body and lifted my leg. He kissed his way up until he reached my thigh. "Something new today, darling."

"Oliver, what are you doing?" Oh my god, he's kissing my most private area.

"Just loving you." He said back as his fingers massaged my insides, and his tongue teased and licked my nub.

My back arched when his fingers touched a special spot. "Oliver!"

"Where did you..learn..my god, how did you know?" I heard him chuckle as I started floating away into my heaven. "I can't!" I cried out, but he just moaned with his lips against me.

"It's happening!" He moaned louder as I called out. He moved his fingers and tongue faster each time I cried out his name.

"I love you!"

I came down, and he climbed in top of me. "I've wanted to do that forever." He kissed my lips, and I could taste my own arousal. He slammed into me harder than he ever has before. There's no tender love making tonight. He's had it pinned up too long, and his frustrations are well known at this point.

He flipped me around and entered me from behind like I was some farm animal. I was at first offended, until I felt how deep he went inside me.

"Do you like it?" He slammed into me.

"Yes!"

He slammed harder and harder picking up his pace, and actually cursing with a dirty mouth not fit for our bedroom. Sad part is, I liked it, and before long my own mouth let words escape that should never be spoken. Especially in a bed of matrimony, but I'm Naomi Westgate. This will be our secret.

Unless the whole house hears the curses and bed slamming against the wall as he pounds me into oblivion.

When he finally released inside me, he collapsed on the bed, and I followed with my big belly next to him.