Hunter, if you leave signs for other Comanche bands, why do white men have so much trouble finding you?They are not smart.
Hunter, I have no brothers. are my brother. My wife is dead. My child is dead. My parents are dead. Must I lose another to the ?Hunter took a deep, jagged breath and slowly exhaled. Red Buffalo, when...
Hunter, are what I fear.Releasing her shoulders, he slipped his arms around her, placing his palms beneath her breasts. He smiled at the way she gripped his wrists to make sure his hands didn’t wande...
Hunter! Take me with you! I love you! she called. I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean it!He remained there, his arm still lifted, for several heartbreaking seconds. Then he wheeled his stallion and disapp...
Hunter would never have told her to come to him if he hadn’t believed she could find him. Between her and Friend, they would make it.Loretta mounted up, no longer feeling so horribly alone. As crazy a...
Hunter was sitting under a brush arbor, tossing dice with several men, when Blackbird came tearing up the path between the lodges, screaming, The yellow-hair! She’s back, Uncle! She’s back!Accustomed...
Hunter turned toward her and looped an arm around her waist. His eyes were dark splashes in the moonlight. Blue Eyes, it will be good. Trust this Comanche.How can it be, Hunter?I will make it so. He f...
Hunter spread the pallet and motioned for her to lie next to him. Keeping her back to him, she stretched out on the fur, putting as much distance between them as the pallet allowed. She felt him wrapp...
Hunter spread his hand under the cloth of the woman’s gown and stared at the clear outline of his fingers. As incredible as it seemed, the sun had gone right through the thin material and cooked her f...
Hunter rolled onto his back, taking her with him. He loved the feel of her slender length pressed against him. Running his hands into her hair, he held her face inches above his own so he could search...
Hunter grew impatient with his struggling captive and caught a handful of her braid to hold her still. There, I’ve got her. The nose is worst. On the end where it curves up. Her forehead, too, Warrior...
Hunter crouched beside the fire, a cup of coffee cradled in his palms, his gaze fixed on the shifting flames. He could see his yellow-hair from the corner of his eye and knew every time she moved, eve...
How you! she cried. Of all the-- You arrogant, simple-- Oh, never mind! Just you understand ! Amongst people, a man has wife, one, and he looks at no other, thinks of no other, no other, until de...
Hmm? She stopped and looked back.
His, at last.
His people or Loretta? His mother’s and father’s faces flashed in his mind. Then others crowded in, Blackbird, Pony Girl, Turtle, Warrior, Maiden of the Tall Grass, and Red Buffalo. As much as he love...
He was a Comanche, first, last, and always. Yet she had come to him.
He must figger it’s good riddance, Amy mused. They can cover twice the distance we can in a day. What else could’ve took him so long?Loretta had no illusions. Hunter would follow her--to the ends of t...
Grasping her chin, Hunter dug his fingertips and thumb into her cheeks. When at last her jaws parted, he held the canteen over her yawning mouth and began trickling water down her.To his surprise, she...
From the first we knew it could never work between us. Somehow, for a few wonderful days, we lost sight of that. You’re a Comanche. I’m a woman. We’re worlds apart.Look into me and say you have no lo...