Page 106 of Her Forbidden Highlander Husband

“I’ll tell you what I will do, and that is I’ll go or stay with you.”

“You’re much too accommodating.”

“I’ll remind you of that when I’m not accommodating at all.”

“I’m frightened,” he whispered. In that moment, he was the little boy in the large field all alone.

Except he wasn’t alone.

Even now, his daughter was tugging on his kilt asking him to pick her up while his son sat on Liam’s foot struggling to put on shoes he would soon outgrow. His other daughter was tucking her rabbits under the covers.

And his wife held both of his hands in hers. “It’s fine to be afraid of things we do not know, but you should never fear facing them alone. We’ll be right next to you. Always.”

Together. The way a family was meant to be.

Epilogue

A year later…

Liam was nearly brought to his knees when his wife screamed from behind the heavy wooden door. How many times had he supported other men as they waited for their children to be brought into the world?

He should’ve known what hell it was and done his best to avoid such a thing.

“I should have kept to collecting children who were already born,” he told his father while dragging his hand through his hair for what was probably the hundredth time that night.

“Aye. If we told the women how difficult it was for us, they’d laugh us out of our homes.” His father shook his head.

Another scream rent the air and Liam crouched by the door clenching his hair. Strong hands landed on both of his shoulders. He looked up to see Cam and Lach.

“Mari and Kenna will come for ye soon enough. You’ll need to be ready,” Cam said.

He stood and took a deep breath in a futile attempt to steady himself.

“Try not to shame yourself by swooning.” Cam nudged him in the arm.

David’s face turned pale. “You’re going in there? While the babe is still…”

“It would be better than staying out here not being able to do anything,” Gaven said.

David’s eyes went wide. “And what will he do if he’s in the room?” His pale skin had taken a greenish tint. “I’m going to check on the other children.” He rushed down the corridor.

“He’ll need to get over his squeamishness before he becomes laird,” Gaven said.

Liam smiled at his father. “He has plenty of time. You’re still hale and hearty.”

“Aye. But your dear wife is aging me today.” Another cringe as Evelyn screamed.

“Thank you for coming all this way,” Liam said.

When he’d told the man his decision to stay at Dunardry, he worried the Morgans would hate him, and he might lose his family by blood.

It had been a difficult decision for sure, but he knew David would be a fine leader. A better leader than Liam would be. Gaven had agreed with Liam’s choice but still wanted both his sons and grandchildren to live with him at Stromemore.

Fortunately, it was only a week by ship. They’d been able to visit one another before Evelyn shared she was increasing.

“Riders approach the castle,” a messenger said. “Flying a Stewart banner.”

“The man is going to miss it if he doesna hurry,” Gaven said.