" Their daughter scrunched up her hands and legs, waving them wildly in the air. He opened his palm, allowing the babe to kick his hand." Is she like a puppy?" Constance choked. " What!" He looked up. " Will she get her spots later?" Laughter bubbled up from within her as she playfully whacked him on the shoulder. " Yes. Yes, I'm afraid she will. As soon as the sun touches her skin, the freckles will appear." A delicious two-dimple grin spread across his face. " Good. I find I'm rather partial to freckled redheads. "