All Chapters of Dream Dominant Collection: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91: Nevin's Wee CastleSix days later, Bella sat in her suite in Nevin's "wee castle" outside of Edinburgh. At her insistence, Luke was staying in town that night at the Balmoral, the hotel where this whole crazy thing had begun. "It's bad luck for the groom to see his bride before the wedding," she'd reasoned. He'd humored her, of course, simply because Dom or not, he loved her and wanted her to be happy. As she gazed at her reflection, she second guessed her decision to spend their final single night apart. She missed him.There would be a bachelor party tonight at McTavish's. Bella wondered how that would go. Luke had phoned earlier to say that Charlie had checked into the Balmoral. Her brother and his family hadn't yet arrived. There was some weather snafu on their end. Hopefully they'll get here in time, she thought.Here at the castle this evening, there would be a more sedate gathering of women. Tanya had postponed her return to Australia, accompanying Nevin b

Chapter 93: No Second ThoughtsLuke arrived at Nevin's 'wee castle' about an hour before the ceremony. The sun was beginning to set and guests were arriving. He couldn't imagine a more beautiful setting for their wedding. His thoughts strayed to that day exactly a week earlier when he'd been afraid that he'd lost Bella forever. The thought still hit him square in the gut. They'd left Italy and spent the week here in Edinburgh getting ready for the wedding. Nevin and his mother, and probably hordes of unknown others, had generously come through for them, taking care of the planning, ordering, cooking, and finalizing all the preparations.He and Bella had spent time together recovering from the terror that had been the earthquake, and they'd started thinking about their future. The baby was due in the summer. They had time to shoot one more season of Two Streets Over if they wanted before then. Bella had consented to several more interviews since they'd arrived in Scotland, and

Chapter 95: The Magic of Mont Saint-MichelBella drew the blanket around herself to brace against the frigid air as she stood watching the moonlight play on the water surrounding Mont Saint-Michel. It was after two in the morning on their last night in France and the lure of the magnificent view from their balcony had been too irresistible to ignore. She smiled as she thought of Luke, snoring lightly as she'd gotten out of bed, too restless to linger. Luke. Cowboy. Her husband. Her Sir. How can you get it so right in such a short amount of time? she wondered. One thing she knew for certain. She was happy. Not just a general pleasant sense of well-being, but deeply, profoundly content. She belonged to him. She had since they'd met, if she was honest about it. She'd never known more of a sense of peace.He'd been so kind to her, so careful, worried about the precious life they'd created and that she carried inside of her. She absently put a hand to her belly, imagining tha

Chapter 97: Dinner at the McGillicutty'sCharlie gazed at the family pictures lovingly placed on the old beat-up wooden table in the family room of the farmhouse outside the city. Among the framed photos there was a small red-haired girl being pulled on a sled, a smiling family of three cradling a new baby, a bride and groom in front of a castle, even some photos that included him, he was touched to see. He gently caressed the table and considered its significance. How Luke managed to get that table shipped from Sardinia is beyond me, he thought to himself.Delicious dinner aromas emanated from the kitchen, as did the cheery sounds of small children chattering and playing. He turned from the old table and headed in that direction. "Hey, Charlie," Bella smiled at him as he entered the kitchen. "Are you settled?""I'm here for a night, what kind of settled do I need to be?" he grumped, but he smiled as he did."Dinner is almost ready," she said. "We're having baked ziti with salad

Chapter 99: Loose EndsIt was early evening when two men walked into a bar in Austin. The city is known for its music scene in hip clubs and bars. This was not that kind of bar. It was a tacky dive out by the airport. They stood just inside the doorway waiting for their eyes to adjust to the dimly lit interior. The place smelled like sour beer and old cigarettes. Glancing around they saw a half-dozen patrons seated around the bar, another few seated at high top tables along the side. Most of them seemed like they'd been there all their lives drinking cheap beer and smoking cheap cigarettes. At the end of the room was a small stage where a lone guitarist was playing bad covers of classic rock. They chose a space at the far end of the bar near the stage."Coupla Buds," Luke told the bartender. "Is that Daniel Santiago?" he asked, indicating the singer."Yeah, that's him. Are you from the record label?" asked the man behind the bar. "He said someone was coming to hear him.""S