Hunter, if you leave signs for other Comanche bands, why do white men have so much trouble finding you?They are not smart.Loretta laughed softly. I think I’ve been insulted. You think I’m stupid?He th...
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 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 made the time pass more quickly by teaching her things while they rode: how to find water by watching the birds and wild horses and by searching for certain types of grass that grew only near u...
Hunter drew her back against his chest and bent his head to press his face to her hair. Blue Eyes… He trailed his lips down one of her braids until he found the sweet curve of her neck. Make a picture...
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...
He was a Comanche, first, last, and always. Yet she had come to him.
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...
Glancing up at Loretta, he said, She is a yellow-hair, and she is mine.
From the hilltop Loretta watched the lone man walking toward her from the village. Relief flooded through her when she recognized Hunter’s loose-hipped, graceful stride. She crossed herself quickly an...
Do you deny that your song says your yellow-hair must come to you? You took me home and taught me how to walk back to you in your footsteps! Her voice rose, turning shrill. You gave me a fine horse to...
Do you bleed from within?Her face flamed, and she bit her lip. Hunter would have traded every horse he owned at that moment to have a woman there.
Can I have just a moment with the priest?For why?Just to ask him something.Hunter’s grip on her arm relaxed. , hurry. Loretta cupped a hand over the priest’s ear and quickly whispered her request, the...
Brushing her hands clean on her skirt, Loretta stared dismally at the fire. Merciful heaven, why had she asked for a fire? He’d be able to her, which somehow made the thought of undressing in front...
Blue Eyes, you will say yes to me?Tonight? Now?Yes, tonight. Before this time between us passes.
Blue Eyes, we have many nights to lie with one another. Forever, yes? Until we die and rot.Until death do we part, she amended.
As she lifted the skirt to examine it, Hunter stepped into the lodge, sending her scurrying for cover under the buffalo robe. Flashing her a mischievous smile, he said, Maiden sent the clothes. Next t...
As quickly as they had advanced, the Comanches retreated.Loretta, buffeted by the wind, stood alone on the flats until they rode from sight. When she could no longer hear the tattoo of their horses’ h...