(completed short story) Waiting for freedom

Prologue

"Pa has sent people out for y'all. It's best if we leave." Daisy yells.

"Bests if we leave? And go where?" Donald yells at his sister.

My baby girl Lorraine jump's startled a little, but she doesn't wake. She yawns and snuggles closer to my breasts. She's only a week old, the color of her skin is a little darker but had a little light to it as well. Her hair was jet black and curly and sat neatly on her head, she had dark brown eyes that reminded me of my mother's.

"Your brown eyes will be passed down from generation, to generation." I say.

"She is beautiful." Daisy says smiling ear to ear." I'll come by in the morning, we can leave from there on. We head north, a good friend of mine lives down there. And that's where Ben is located as well."

I look up,"Ben?" I asked excitedly.

Ben is my brother he ran away a month ago, way before we were free. They never found him, Ben was Daisy's first love and she's currently with child, by Ben of course.

"Get some rest y'all, we gon need it for tomorrow's travels." Daisy says.

I walk slowly to Lorraine's crib and place her down softly.

"We did good." Donald whispers in my ear.

I smile and turn around wrapping my arms around his neck, he leans down and kisses me softly on my lips.

"I love you Abigail." He said against my lips.

"And, I love you more Donald." I say, tracing my fingers over his lips.

He shakes his head as he pulls me closer to his warm build rocking us slowly as we stood in our room. It had a blissful peace to it, no noise except for the occasional bark or two from stray dogs. Or the sound of the ocean waves hitting the rocks. I buried my face in his chest and I swear, I swear I fall deeper in love with this man. I don't think that I'd ever find a man to love me the way Donald does, or the way that I love him.

This type of love you only come across once in your life, and it feels damn good.

"You love me Abigail?" He says in a low baritone voice his country accent was thick and heavy.

I nod and cup his face in my hands,"I love you so much Donald."

As I looked in his green eyes that had speckles of brown in it. It began to water, His face turned red and his grip on me tightened.

"My father is gonna have us killed." He wept," You are free, you are a free women now and fit to do as your heart let's you, marry who you want. This is an ungodly curse. And our daughter I fear for her."

Tears fall from his eye's as he buries his face in the crook of my neck.

"I love you Abigail." He pops his head up and holds my face,"Do you hear me? I love you."

We made love that night, and I mean tear jerking slow sweet love where you could feel, everything. Every emotion and every stroke he made I felt out bodies joining together. And when we climaxed, I cried and so did he, it was unexplainable. The feeling of love that we felt was indescribable.

I opened my eyes to a sight to see. My handsome husband shirtless and feeding our daughter.

"Good morning y'all." I say stretching.

Donald looks back at me and he smiles walking over slowly to me and kisses my lips.

"Good morning precious" He says softly,"Daisy's down stairs get yourself something to eat and I'll pack our stuff and load it on the carriage then we'll be about our way."