The Spanish Outlaw (26 page)

She nodded. “Me, too. I will have a mother again. I hope my brother, Matthew, feels the same.”

“It will be a shock to him, I am certain, but if his heart is as loving as yours, he will forgive her, too.”

She leaned up and kissed his lips.

“So, what are you going to do now?” Anton asked.

She pulled back and cocked her head. “You don’t know?”

“No.”

“I’m going to accompany you to your island, silly.”

His smile widened. “You are?”

“Of course.”

“What about your dream of becoming a Pinkerton agent?”

She flipped her hand through the air. “That’s nothing. I never knew adventure until I met you.”

He laughed and cuddled her closer. She slipped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest.

“I suppose you can come home with me,” he said.

“You suppose?”

“
Sí.
But I am afraid you will have to do something for me before we can travel.”

She lifted her head and looked at him. His chocolate, Spanish eyes twinkled along with his smile.

“What is it that I need to do?” She grinned.

“You must become my wife.”

Her heart melted, and she relaxed in his arms again. “Ah...marriage. Can you handle that?”

He laughed and kissed her forehead. “Keeping up with
Vivian Wentworth will be worth every moment.”

“Our marriage will be the best adventure of all.”

He tilted her face up and brushed his lips across hers. “One I look forward to with every breath I take.”

As she kissed him, her heart filled with love. Should she tell him how many children she wanted...or wait until later?
And what about the treasure? It would be exciting to be by his side night and day as they searched for the lost gold.

The perfect quest.

~The End~

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