Bull came awake and felt like he had just run a marathon around the prison track, his heart was pounding, his body hurt and he could barely catch his breath. She had been so beautiful sitting there in the sunshine. Behind her the crystal blue of the water, the sounds of happy voices and joy in the air. Her voice had been so soft; it had been like a musical note to his ears. They had been talking, that was all just talking but he had felt like he had known her all his life, and her eyes...The amber color had been almost liquid, and her hair, falling around her face so soft and silky looking. He had wanted to run his fingers through and just let it drift away on the breeze.
The light from the cellblock was enough to let him see what he needed to see and he sat up carefully to keep from bothering Red, his cellmate. Red was from his own part of the country and had become a good friend, though somehow he doubted the man would understand this. This was his own special time, and as his granny had predicted, she had come to him when he needed her most. Fingering the pencil he began to sketch, each line, each curve of her face, and when it was done, he looked at it and nodded. This was it, this was his Dani and he knew she would come to him again. Writing her name below the sketch and dating it, he knew too that this would not be the last time he filled a page, but it would be the one image he would carry with him all his life...
Chapter 7
Dani came awake and found Bull already up. From the sounds in the bathroom, he was showering before getting dressed and going to work. Moving gingerly off the bed, she saw Rose was waiting for her good morning and Dani moved even more gingerly to pet the pup and tickle the wet little nose. "I over did it girl, I hurt like hell and I don't want him to know, but I can't lie to him either. And it's not his fault or mine that every time I look at him all I can think of is how good he feels inside of me, and how much I love the feel of his body...well maybe it's mine, what do you think?"
A deep chuckle made her look up. "I was afraid of that hon; we have been going at it like two rabbits from the start."
She sighed. "I guess I should have known better..."
Bull shook his head, "No, I should have known when to call a halt to it. But I'm like you, I love being inside you and I love how you feel. So we're both to blame. Take it easy today, soak in a warm tub, and we'll just work it out..." He drew her up to him and hugged her tight.
She nodded and went into the bathroom. For now she would just stagger downstairs, have some breakfast with the guys and then come back up and take his advice, she had some questions for him this morning anyway, the dreams she had had last night had been too vivid and not her usual.
It was funny to see her brothers up so early, and it was strange to see that none of them were complaining or griping about it. Actually they all seemed in decent moods, like everyone had known a really good night. She had slept well, just the dreams, and as she took a drink of her coffee she knew she had to ask. "Bull, what's the Massie Love?
He had gone pale and his fork clattered to the plate. "It's the name of my dad's fishing boat. It was named after my mother. How...?"
"I dreamed about it, it's big and white, but there are bright blue lines that look like water that go up and down in the front, and around the entire boat like waves right?"
"Yes, you dreamed about my daddy's boat, what else did you dream?"
It didn't feel as strange to her to describe the huge house and all the people she had seen in her dream knowing that it was real. "It was like they all knew me, everyone was smiling at me and all the little ones kept running up and rubbing my tummy and running off laughing. And this old man with crooked teeth was talking to me in French but I understood everything he said. Something about how lucky the baby would be and that it was almost time for you to come home..."
Bull looked at her and as her family watched in surprise, he laid his hand on her stomach. Closing his eyes, he seemed to be talking to someone. "I thought as much, sorry Jack, it wouldn't matter if I worked or not, she's already pregnant."
Dani had to smile when she saw him open his eyes. "It's a boy or girl?"
"Are you angry?"
She shook her head. "It isn't from lack of trying and we have been careless. So is it a boy or a girl?"
He grinned. "A boy of course, Pierre Jackson Marquaille, not much more than a spark right now, but he's aware of us. He says that you're right, it is almost time; but there is no hurry, the family is waiting patiently."
Dani knew from the looks on the faces around them her family thought it was all a joke, a joke from what her dad had said yesterday. But she knew better, and she looked at her mother, then at Kate, they knew better, and she smiled as she ran her hands over her stomach. She should be upset, should be crying or feeling like a fool for not thinking about protection or the chance of it happening. Instead she felt filled with a joy that was only matched by the feelings she had for Bull.