away.
"Go ahead, Jenny. It takes me a long time to get to my room. This bus has only one gear, low,” Amelia said with a snort. “And I do have a few medical supplies, remember?"
"Oh yes, I'd forgotten. They'll help, but I'm sure you didn't pack an extra pair of glasses for me.” That last comment was aimed at him, Ian was certain.
Elspeth took Jenny's arm and guided her up the stairs with Amelia slowly moving along behind.
"Bloody spectacles,” Ian grumbled, stomping along behind them toward his chamber.
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Chapter Three
Jenny could barely believe it. Tuck blubbering on her shoulder and as huge as a house? It seemed unreal. Well then, so did time travel, so she supposed it fit into the scheme of things. Her big bad bodyguard was going to be a mother. It was the last thing Jenny had ever expected. She hadn't time during her brief journey to contemplate why Colin and Tuck would've sent Ian to get her. There were too many other variables involved in her situation to allow her a moment to turn her attention to that puzzle.
Like a strong man with a hypnotic voice and heavenly lips?
She silently chastised herself for letting her thoughts run amok. There were other things to think on, like Tuck's child. Men were not in the equation. And there were so many other things to consider.
Mostly, she realized as she ran her hand over the homespun dress she wore, she was in sixteenth century Scotland. She was living a dream, she was experiencing a great adventure. The reality of it all had her perching on the edge of the bed, her knees a bit weak.
Never had she ever guessed where her association with Amelia Tucker would take her. Locked away in her lab for most of her adult years, she'd never imagined she would have such exploits. Her father's insistence that she take a trip to Europe had led to the most amazing adventure of all. She'd been beyond jealous of Tuck and her trip through time, but was too much a coward to take the trip herself. But Ian Southernland had left her no choice.
She moaned and rubbed her forehead. With luck, the bedpost won't have left a mark where she plowed into it earlier. But that wasn't the cause of her headache. She had to thank the pigheaded Englishman who brought her here, but it galled her to do it.
There was a knock at the door. “Jenny dear, are you ready?” Elspeth called.
"Yes.” She stood and watched a blurry round woman come into the room. Elspeth took her hand and led her safely past the bed, through the door, and down the hall.
"Elspeth, I'll need you to be my eyes while I examine Tuck."
"Of course dear,” she said, and patted her hand. “I'm not sure what you've seen thus far, but Amelia is very large. I have no’ seen anyone so big with child afore."
"Really? Interesting. How far along is she?"
"She's only in her seventh month, I'm thinkin', but ‘twould seem closer tae her ninth if you but look at her.” She sighed. “Tae believe I am about tae become a grandmother and a great aunt at the same time. I have been truly blessed."
"Yes, you have,” she murmured, recalling that Elspeth had wed Colin's father during Tuck's first visit.
She cleared her throat, dissolving the jealousy rising inside her. Was she doomed to be alone, not wanted, with no family of her own her entire life? Even her father's insistence that she take a tour of Europe was mostly to get her out of his hair after her completion of her tests on EQ13.
He'd placed high hopes that it would make him more millions. But as she surmised, the drug was only a passing success, nothing too earth shattering and definitely not worth millions. So he sent her away, told her it was for her own good, when she knew it was because he couldn't stand the sight of her. Even the kidnapping threats hadn't stopped him from pushing her out. At least he'd assigned Tuck as her bodyguard.
The thought of her bodyguard-turned-friend brought a smile to her face. Tuck was her only friend. One who wanted her