Dancing Bear’s sparkling eyes indicated that she had missed nothing. She had deliberately sent Phoenix with Sage Eagle to Rawlins – to make them work together and admit their love for each other. The plan had worked – two people had gone to Rawlins and a couple had returned. Phoenix wondered briefly whether her skin gave off any glowing evidence of their coupling earlier. Thinking about it made her cheeks warm.
“Dinner is waiting. You’re joining us, Kwina?”
“If there is enough,” Sage Eagle replied.
“Of course there is enough!” Dancing Bear scolded. “Of all people, you should know!”
“Peace, Woxi!” he pled.
Dancing Bear laughed. “This is the Kwina we all know and love! Sounds like the day away did you some good.”
“I daresay it did!” Sage Eagle replied jovially, then taking Phoenix’s hand again.
“Well, sit down and eat! The girls are with Deheyi, who promised to make pizza with them.”
“Sounds like they are having fun then!” Phoenix sat down in her usual chair, but Sage Eagle sat snug against her, his hand smoothing down her thigh whenever he could get away with it. She barely noticed the delicious food, she just wanted to be alone with Sage Eagle again.
“Your house is done now – or enough to live in,” Dancing Bear informed.
“We just finished smudging it,” Sage Eagle replied. “I figured it needed doing before we can move in.”
Dancing Bear’s eyebrows raised, making Phoenix grin guiltily. “I daresay your father will find this development a welcome one,” she said, eyeing the pair of them. “I’ve already secured promises to help move your belongings tomorrow. Swift Fox, Swift Falcon, Crow, Pronghorn and even Jade Wolf will be helping!”
“My cousin? Working?!” Sage Eagle replied, obviously stunned.
“I think even Hooxa might be growing up…”
“All kinds of miracles!”
“Do you want your girls with you tonight or would you like them to stay with Little Deer and Dove for a night? They are aware that you might need them to stay there tonight...”
Phoenix looked at Sage Eagle.
“It’s up to you, T’suanki. What would make you feel better tonight?”
Phoenix ignored the knowing look from Dancing Bear, who had clearly not missed the word he’d used for her – admitting they’d made love earlier – and intended to do it again. She felt her cheeks warming again, but tried not to let it bother her… was it any different from being a girlfriend or a wife? No one pretended they didn’t sleep together!
Phoenix was still unsure.
“I think one night with my sister will be good for them,” Sage Eagle finally suggested.
She agreed, but felt selfish, wanting a night alone with him. “You are as wise as your name implies, T’suanka.”
“I wasn’t very wise when it came to you though – enough to almost lose you.” His hand massaged her thigh sensually.
“But thanks to Dancing Bear...”
“And Nighthawk,” Dancing Bear interjected, reminding them that they were not alone. “He was equally involved!”
“My father?!” Sage Eagle laughed.
“He is a wise man – and has taught you well.”
Phoenix finished her food surprisingly quickly. She felt giddy at the thought of spending a whole night with the man she loved. She stood and volunteered to clean up.
“Get out of here, you two!” Dancing Bear scolded. “You might want to pack some clothes, though, Coonagwi.”
Phoenix giggled, then took Sage Eagle to the room where she’d lived since arriving at Ba’a O’ng. The door closed behind them and Sage Eagle pulled her close, taking her mouth with his. “I wouldn’t offend Woxi, but...” he hinted, pushing against her, just as he’d done in the store.
“I’ll hurry then… if you let me,” she breathed.
“We may as well take all we can carry tonight – it will be less to carry tomorrow.”
Phoenix looked curiously at the bags on her bed. “It’s as if Woxi knew...”
“Have you ever noticed that Woxi is slightly… psychic?” he asked.
“Yeah! Sometimes, it’s like she’s read my mind!” Phoenix replied, filling bags with her clothing, then handing them to Sage Eagle as they filled. It didn’t take long.
“I’m going to have to find you more clothing,” he determined.
“You don’t have to… I have enough.”
“Do you sew?”
“I used to… but I wasn’t good enough for Frank.”
“I’ll bet you’re good enough for me,” he replied.
“You must have low standards...”
“Do you want to sew again? I’m sure I can find a machine for you.”
“Sure… I know I can make curtains and tablecloths, anyway!”
“I don’t think those will look very good on you… Though I can simply tear them off you again!” He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, his hands feeling her body inside her clothing. “Are you sure you want these to feed a brown-skinned baby?” he asked, his hands slipping inside her bra and fondling her nipples to hardness.
“Yes! Oh yes, T’suanka!” she breathed. “Are you sure I’m good enough for you?”
“I will show you how much I adore you as soon as I get you home…,” he hinted, rubbing his groin against her, his hardness arousing her instantly. Oh, she wanted him again – and always!
“Let’s hurry then,” she breathed. “Or I might forget that we wanted to wait until we got home!” She hefted a bag on her shoulder.
“No, you don’t,” he corrected. “Until your ankle is completely better, you’ll let me do the lifting! I won’t have Woxi scold me for ill-treating you!”
“You really are afraid of her!”
“No more than my father is!”
“She has him wrapped around her finger...”
“Maybe. She delivers most of the babies in this town – she delivered me, and all my siblings after my mother lost her first two due to bad hospital practices!”
“How horrible! Surely the clinic here isn’t that bad now?!”
“I don’t know. You’d have to ask around, but Woxi is more than capable of delivering you of our babies.” He lifted the final bag. “Let’s get out of here!”
They worked their way back to the front door.
“Wait!” Dancing Bear stopped them. “You need your frying pan – and tomorrow’s breakfast!” She handed Phoenix the pan, now seasoned black. It was filled with a dozen eggs and a package of bacon.
“Thank you, Woxi!” Phoenix appreciated.
“The least I could do for my best student! Take good care of her Kwina, or I will have to talk to your father!”
“I will, Woxi!”
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