So you do care about me, just a little? Just a very little, Emma said primly, sitting up straight and smoothing her skirts. We’ll see how little you care, Steven told her, his eyes slipping from her m...
So you’ll be leaving now, I suppose, the banker said, breaking the strained silence. I don’t imagine a man like you cares to stay in one place too long. Steven folded his arms. Until just a few minute...
You’re so much smarter than I am, Caleb. So much stronger and so much more persuasive. If I married you, I wouldn’t be myself for very long. I’d soon become the person you want me to be. He sat back i...
You’re in love with him, Sandra said in a delighted whisper. Lily thought of her half-section of land, of the corn crops and fruit trees that would one day grow there. She forced herself to remember t...
Some of the stitches have come out, she fussed to Sing Cho, who was squinting in the darkness and giving his handiwork a solemn inspection. Should not ride, Sing Cho scolded. Should not herd cattle. H...
Something is happening, all right. But it’s perfectly natural, Lily. Stop worrying and let me show you what it means to be a woman. Her
Sometimes, everything in the world seems to be lined up against you. All the evidence says you ought to run the other way. Make the bravest choice, not the safest. It's not the best advice, but it's a...
When she twisted around to face Steven, he was grinning at her. What? she demanded. Never mind. She realized she’d displayed her derriere, after a fashion, and the blood flowed to her face again. Skun...
Stay there, he rasped, or I swear to God, you’ll still have the imprint of my hand on your ass when you’re ninety! Joellen
Steven Fairfax was nothing but a saddle-bum—maybe he was even wanted by the law—and bathing him was not a ladylike thing to do. Still, there was the way he smiled. And that glint of mischief in his ey...
Steven couldn’t help laughing at the somber dignity of her expression. Her very primness lured him, made him want to bring out the wildcat he expected she was hiding from the world and maybe even hers...
Steven cupped his hands behind his head and gazed up at the ceiling while he imagined how it would be if everything was all right in New Orleans, if he could take Emma to Fairhaven and make a life wit...
Steven didn’t see Emma again for a full week, and while he told himself it was for the best, he ached to see her every moment of that time. He spent his days pacing the room with Callie Visco under hi...
Steven didn’t speak again, didn’t try to erase what she was feeling. Instead, he found a comb in her handbag, knelt behind her, and gently began working the tangles out of her hair. Maybe the women of...
Steven grinned as though he could see right through her. He was finely dressed, but she could see the bulge of his .45 beneath his suitcoat. Hello, Miss Emma, he said, taking off his new beaver hat. M...
Steven laid Emma gently on the carpet of daisies to take the little flagon from her hand. She watched, half bewitched, as he removed the stopper and touched it ever so lightly to the pulse point at th...
Steven longed to comfort her, but he didn’t dare. After all, he’d practically called her a prostitute earlier, albeit by mistake, and despite the sponge bath he figured he most likely smelled like a m...
Steven looked wan in the light of the lantern, but he smiled when he saw Emma. That distracted him from the fact that Sing Cho was opening a large brown bottle. Just when Sing Cho doused the long cut...
Steven maneuvered the horse among the cattle that strayed from the herd as easily as if Emma hadn’t been mounted in front of him, whistling and waving his hat at times. In calmer moments, he told Emma...
Steven raised himself on an elbow, plucked a daisy, and put it through Emma’s loose braid. He continued until a trail of white flowers paraded from her scalp to the place beneath her breast where her...
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