Liam’s hand and then
Connor’s who held it out to her. She smiled widely at him and he grinned
at her.
“You’re small for a big person.”
Jenna chuckled and Megan shook her
head. Jenna was quite a bit shorter than any of them at five feet five.
“I guess I never ate all my vegetables
when I was little.”
“Really? Mom, I think I better
eat all my veggies from now on. I wanna be big like Uncle Call and Dad!”
Everyone laughed and Megan looked at
Jenna.
“I will be forever thankful to
you! I can never get him to eat his veggies!”
Jenna smiled at the little girl who
stole a peek at her now and again from behind her Dad’s shoulder. She
caught her eye and smiled at her again. She smiled back shyly, but hid
behind her Dad again.
“She’s very reserved and does not make
friends easily. We have tried everything, even therapy, without any
success. Even at the playgroup she keeps to herself. She has only ever
opened up to Callum.”
“My Dad says I was the same.”
“You have to join us for dinner, Jenna
… unless you have other plans.”
“No, I don’t, but I have a few things
I still want to finish in the studio.”
“Nonsense. It is Saturday night
and you are not going to slave away tonight. Besides, we won’t be
late. These two rascals needs to bath and be in bed by nine. I
promised them we could stay over at the Castle tonight”
“Awh Mom! We wanna play
with Uncle Call.”
“There will be more than enough time
to play before nine.”
“Yes, you don’t want to tire your old
uncle out.” Jenna said tongue in cheek.
His eyes sharpened and said through
clenched lips.
“Those fingers are itching to burn, it
seems. You better heed my warning, little painter girl.”
Chapter
Four
In
the end Jenna joined them for dinner. Little Connor was a real chatter box and
extremely inquisitive. They were already back at the castle before six,
the twins bathed and everyone gathered on the porch for drinks. Megan
again bullied Jenna into joining them.
Jenna sat sipping a glass of dry white
wine and sat smiling at the two grown men wrestling with the little boy on the
lawn.
“Are you a fairy?”
Jenna was startled by the soft voice
by her side. She kept her eyes on the boys and leaned a little to the
side to whisper back.
“No, but I always wished I was.”
“I think you are. You are little
and real pretty like a fairy.”
Jenna held her breath when she felt
Caitlin’s little hands lift her hair and let it fall through her fingers.
“You have fairy hair and fairy
eyes. You tingle like a fairy when you laugh.”
Jenna could not keep a little laugh
back and damned if it didn’t sound like a tingle. However that
sounded. She turned sideways and leaned her cheek against
Caitlin’s.
“You are such a sweet little girl.”
“May I sit on your lap?”
Jenna put the glass of wine on the
table and pushed the chair back a little. Caitlin climbed on her lap and
sat playing with her hair. Jenna stroked her long black hair in
return. Her throat clogged up with emotion. Her inner clock was
ticking and she wondered if she would ever meet someone who would want to have
children with her. She leaned forward and kissed Caitlin’s hair.
She wrapped her arms around her neck and hugged Jenna in return.
Megan’s gasp caught her attention.
She just returned from the kitchen and could not believe her eyes.
“How … did you manage that, Jenna?”
“I am afraid it was not anything I
did. She asked if she could sit on my lap.”
“Liam! Look!”
They stopped wrestling and Liam rose
slowly when he noticed his little girl sitting on Jenna’s lap, playing with her
hair. When she started talking to her, all of them gaped at her.
She spoke very rarely when there were strangers and never to them
directly. Megan’s hands covered her mouth and she had tears in her eyes.
“Do you sing, Jen?”
“A little, but I
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