Passion's Dream (The Doms Of Passion Lake Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Clay said, lifting his hand to indicate the first man to Leah’s left, “this is Ray Sadler, Mitch Thompkins, Al Eaglefeather, and Rusty Madison.” “Ray. Mitch.” She shook each man’s hand in turn, murmuring his name as she did so. “Al. Rusty. It’s lovely to meet you all.” “Same here, ma’am,” they said in unison. “Please, call me Leah. Or Doc, if you want to. Anything but ma’am.” “Sure, ma’am,” “Whatever you say, ma’am,” “Of course, ma’am,” they all chorused at once. Leah just laughed. “Glad we got that straightened out,” Clay said wryly. “C’mon, let’s go eat. We can get everyone introduced over lunch.” He led the way into the kitchen, where Mark Austin was busy unpacking the food and setting paper plates, plastic forks, and napkins on the butcher block table in front of each chair. The men all slapped their dusty hats against their thighs and hung them up on a hat rack just inside the kitchen door. Then they washed their hands at the sink. But their boots were still dusty. Hay clung to their clothes and they all had serious hat hair, matted and damp with sweat. They smelled like leather and hay, dust and horses.
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