As a sob rose in her throat, he rocked her close. “It’s all right, Kit. She’ll call.” “When?” she demanded, tuning out the sharp retort of intermittent gunshots. She let the strength of him soak through her palms, seep into the core of her. “What if something’s happened? What if she can’t call?” ...
Day into night. Jericho was swept along on a vicious red tide of pain. He burned, then froze. Searing agony gripped his leg and throbbed in his arm. Images floated through his mind. The face of his partner, Hays. A dark-haired boy. A woman with a soft voice and gentle hands that soothed his blist...
Except Ivy. Gideon hadn’t heard her cry out again, but he was still concerned about what had happened. When he came in for breakfast after milking the cows and feeding the horses, she was putting a basket of fluffy biscuits on the table. He inhaled the yeasty scent of brea...
Why shouldn’t she go with Davis Lee? Riding over there with him didn’t mean anything. She refused to dwell on the fact that ever since he’d shared the Rock River incident with her she’d been hard-pressed to remember she was supposed to keep a distance from him. Her heart had ached at the self-rep...
As mad as she was at him for kissing her, she was more mad at herself for kissing him back. His mouth had touched hers and every thought in her head had scattered. For that brief moment, she had let herself give in, let herself be held and had been ambushed by the memory of the day she had left W...