Wedding Gifts
The stack of books landed with a loud thud. "That's the last of them!" Richard called brightly to his new wife, Kahlan.
She emerged from their bedroom, still wearing her wedding gown, but with the top stays loosened. Richard's breath caught at her beauty.
Kahlan was more than he'd ever deserved—and, at last, they were together. Husband and wife—bonded forever.
Kahlan made a face. "'A Brief History of D'Hara'? 'Shadrins, the Care and Feeding Of'? 'Shota's Cookbook'—what was Zedd thinking?"
Richard eyed his grandfather's rather substantive wedding gifts. He had to agree with Kahlan—the sheer volume of books was a little excessive. "I'm sure he's just trying to help…" Richard said, a little doubtfully.
"Honestly, did he really think we'd spend our honeymoon reading?" Kahlan said. She stepped closer. "Cara's gift was much more practical…" she whispered. Her fingers pulled the strings of her bodice even looser.
Richard swallowed hard. "R-really?" he asked hopefully.
Kahlan grinned. "Want to see?"
Richard wasn't sure he'd ever wanted anything so much.