The morning of the wedding dawned sunny and clear. Samantha hopped out of bed, brimming with excitement.
Today she would become Sinclair's wife. In just a few hours she would officially gain a family and a husband and she couldn't wait. She also couldn't wait for tonight, when she and Sinclair would finally make love again. This abstinence thing sucked, especially after enjoying such rapture.
Stripping down, she took a hot bath, washing her hair and body until her skin shone pink and clean. Wrapping a towel around herself, she wandered back out to her bedroom and sat down to comb her long hair.
Hearing a knock on the door, she called, "Come in."
Elizabeth came bustling in with a breakfast tray, and Chance took that opportunity to sneak out for her morning forage.
"I brought you breakf
