With his arms resting across the back. We’re witnesses,
Who lived here? Steven asked, slowing his pace now that they’d reached level ground. Emma reached back to be sure her braid wasn’t coming undone. Just some homesteaders. I don’t know what their names...
This place, Sophie said, looking around at the ranch-house kitchen the next morning, needs a woman’s touch. Or maybe a crack decorating crew from HGTV or DIY.
To Jacob, bleeding into the ground, in the midst of an endless war, that goal seemed more distant than ever, hopeless, even impossible. And still, had he been able, he would have fought on, died not j...
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...
Touch her, he vowed in a low voice, and I’ll feed you to the gators, piece by piece. Macon
Turn around, Caleb said gently when she didn’t speak, and I’ll wash your back for you. The experience sounded too pleasant to refuse, and Lily shifted until she was kneeling, facing away from Caleb. T...
Wait until you see him up on a horse
Was there something you wanted? she asked, shading her eyes from the bright sunshine. Matthews was taller than Lily by about six inches, and his blue eyes swept over her in a way that could only be ca...
Watch out for her, Caleb. If the men of Fort Deveraux have the wrong idea about Lily, so do the women—and they’ll tear her apart if they get the chance. Caleb frowned. What are you saying? It isn’t ju...
Well, I won’t be here when you get back. He grinned at her, but there was no fondness in the expression, no light in his eyes. You won’t get far, will you? he asked, and Lily saw mockery in the curve...
Were you following me? she asked, hugging her knees and watching her supper cook. Yes, Caleb answered in his direct way. He sat down across from Lily, and the firelight did a primitive dance over his...
You're the one with the badge, I admitted, but I'm the one being haunted by a seven-year-old in a ballerina costume.
What did he say to you? he demanded, when they were alone in Chloe’s study, with the doors closed. Emma rubbed her eyes. Who? she replied, stalling. Steven only looked at her, his expression wry, his...
What is it? he asked quietly, his eyes full of concern. What have you been doing that’s so terrible? A great shudder of anguish moved through Velvet. Once he learned the truth Hank would never forgive...
What is that? Emma asked, as Lucy’s sobs began to subside a little. Laudanum, Steven answered. He got Lucy to her feet and helped her as far as the doorway, where a maid was waiting to collect her mis...
What will you do if Steven’s convicted? was his question. At first, Emma couldn’t face the thought. Then she allowed the nightmare to take root in her mind and answered. I’d go away—maybe to Chicago o...
What you gonna do when Mr. Fulton Whitney hears about this debilment? It isn’t devilment, Emma protested, bending close to the little mirror beside the door and pinching her cheeks to make them pink....
What’s it like for you, Velvet? Being married, I mean? Velvet permitted herself a dreamy sigh and gazed into the bonfire as though she saw some wonderful pageant being played out there. It gets better...
What’s the matter, chile? The debil chasin’ after you? Emma paused to take a deep breath and recover her dignity. Yes, she said. Do you know where Chloe put Mr. Fair—Steven’s pistol? She done locked i...
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