Married In Montana (At The Altar Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

teach?"  Would she insist on teaching once children came along?  A thought occurred to him then that frightened him.  What if she didn't want children?  He'd told Lachele that he wanted children, hadn't he?
    "High school English.  It hadn't occurred to me that you wouldn't want me to work."  She sighed.  "We'll work it out."
    He caught her under the chin with his forefinger, dropping a quick kiss on her lips.  "Yes, we will.  If you want to work, I'm not going to stop you from doing it."  He'd rather she didn't, but he wouldn't let her be unhappy just to appease him.
    "We'll see what the laws are, and if there are any openings close by."  She wanted to work, but she didn't want to disappoint him.
    The driver pulled into JFK airport then.  "What airline?"
    After Scott told him, he pulled up in front of a terminal.  Scott had her bag in one hand and had her hand held in his other.  "Let's go!"
    They hurried through the airport check-in process and to the terminal.  Her bag was a carry-on.  "Do you think I have time to change?" she asked.  Everyone was looking at her.  Who wore a wedding dress through the airport?
    Scott glanced at his watch.  "Flight boards in two minutes."
    "I guess I'm flying to Montana in my wedding dress."  Savannah shrugged.  "Something to tell the grandkids."
    He leaned down and kissed her softly.  "We may need to concentrate on making our own babies first."
    She blushed, wondering if he would expect to make love that night or if he'd agree to wait to get to know each other better.  If she'd been asked the previous day, she'd have insisted they needed to wait, but now that she was getting to know him, she wasn't certain that was true.  Sure, she was nervous about her first time with a man, but Scott made it more appealing than she'd thought it would be.
    "I'm flying us home first class.  I can't always do that, but I thought since we weren't taking a honeymoon, I could spring for it."
    She smiled.  "That sounds nice.  I've never flown first class."  She wondered if they'd be in a separate room for it like she'd seen on movies.  Of course, she'd only flown twice ever, so she didn't know much about it at all.
    "You'll like it." 
    Once they were settled in their seats, and each of them had a soft drink, Savannah unwrapped the blanket that had been waiting on her seat.  She covered up with it, feeling a bit less conspicuous once her wedding dress wasn't showing as much.   They were in the second row, and it seemed that everyone who walked past them was eyeing her dress and grinning at her. "How long is the flight?" she asked.
    "We have a layover in Salt Lake City, so it's going to be seven hours by the time we're done."  He glanced at his watch.  "You might as well just nap if you're tired."
    She nodded.  "I really didn't sleep well last night.  I wasn't sure what I'd find when I got to the church today."
    "And?  What did you find?"
    "Let's just say I was pleasantly surprised."  She took the pillow she'd stuffed into the seat pocket in front of her and set it against the window. 
    He frowned.  "That's not going to be comfortable.  Use my shoulder."
    Savannah bit her lip.  It felt very intimate to be using his shoulder as a pillow, but he was her husband after all.  Finally, she nodded, resting her pillow against his shoulder and her head on the pillow.
    She was asleep in moments, letting the exhaustion and the movements of the plane wash over her. 
    Scott kissed the top of her head as soon as he realized she was asleep.  He was sitting with the woman he'd promised to spend the rest of his life with, and he knew so little about her.  It was awkward, but he was hopeful.  There was a strong physical attraction if nothing else.  And they both seemed to feel the same way about family commitments.  Surely that would be enough to build a future on.
     
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    They were both exhausted when they finally landed in the airport in Billings.  "Did you drive?" Savannah