"Well, even if I have ta deal with him like this, mayhap it's worth it fer the good that came out of it. Jacob... and bein' here..." the with ye was left unsaid. It floated in the air silently between them, spoken clearly with her eyes if he only noticed. The way she traced the outline of his strongly chiseled jaw toward his distinctly shaped eyes and lips... well... every part of his face was like a map for her gaze to explore. She wondered what would happen if she emboldened herself just a little to give him a soft, chaste kiss... her belly clenched in a way it had never done so with Angus.

She had to look away, look at something else... Her gaze dropped to the top of Jacob's head and she buried her lips into his hair, inhaling the clean scent of the locks that tickled at her nostrils. "I am sure everythin' will be fine soon enough," she said thickly.