The sting in his side wasn’t enough to stop his pursuit of pleasure and he searched her eyes for some of that darkness that drew his thoughts from everything. “We shouldn’t. You’ve not fully healed.” She pressed her hands against his chest. Her resistance was one thing, her tone another. It sugge...
“I have your clean clothes.” Tye set the basket down on the chair. “Already?” Abigail pushed the coverlet away and sat up. “Would you like to put them on now?” “Yes, and I’ll it do myself, you can go.” Tye frowned, obviously hurt by her dismis...
The rain beat against the buffalo hides stretched over poles to make up Brant’s lodge roof. She wiped the tears from her face and sat up in the darkness. A sob hiccupped out and she brushed away more tears. She had her chemise back in place and loosely tied, but keeping her blouse closed was impo...