“The way things were going, if he was to become his woman’s friend before he became her lover, they might never move… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Reflection?” “Yes, he is his reflection.” “The spittin’ image of--What was your dead friend’s name?” “It is not to be spoken. He… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I wish to be your friend.” He leaned back to see her face. “Can I not be both? You have stolen my… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You will be my friend again?” he asked huskily. “We will make laughter together, yes? And you will lie beside me when… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Thank you for bringing me home. My heart will sing a song of friendship when I think of you, Hunter--for always into… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Again, he thrust out his hand. “Take it, Yellow Hair, in friendship.” She was afraid he might drag her onto his mount… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It was my wish to make your fear small, not big. To become your good friend, not your enemy.” “Oh, Hunter, I… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Good-bye, my friend,” she whispered. As if he had heard her, Hunter reappeared alone on the rise. Bringing his stallion to a… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I will not lift my blade against you.” “But what if you didn’t know? What if you went on a raid and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What do your feathers say?” “They have my mark. And tell a little bit my life song.” His full lower lip quirked… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“A-are you going on a raid tomorrow after you take me home?” He glanced up from his work. “With this? His dark… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The spittin’ image of--What was your dead friend’s name?” “It is not to be spoken. He is dead, no? To say his… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Please, Hunter, please, I wouldn’t ask if I had anyone else to turn to. I thought you were my friend.” Hunter studied… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I was just wondering, of these two horses, why did you choose that one as your good friend? Is he superior to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“This stallion says hi, hites , how are you, my friend.” He ran a muscular arm around the black’s neck, moving in… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“This is why you come? To ask this favor?” “Please, Hunter, don’t say no. I’ll do anything, anything you ask.” All trace… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“And I have blown like the wind, yes? Angry because you sleep away from me?” “No. But I know you have every… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It was my wish to make your fear small, not big. To become your good friend, not your enemy.” “Oh, Hunter, I… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You like?” “I--um, yes, he’s wonderful. His left ear isn’t notched like so many of the others. Why is that?” “The notched… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Thank you for bringing me home. My heart will sing a song of friendship when I think of you, Hunter--for always into… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Even at a distance he recognized the way she sat a horse, the tilt of her head. He couldn’t believe she had… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“My good friend grows weary. Will we stop to rest soon?” “Yes.” “Your good friend is tired, too.” She glanced sideways at… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You’d better keep her tied.” “Why?” A yawn stretched Hunter’s dark face. “Because she’s looking skittish.” “She’s naked.” Sheathing his knife, Hunter flopped on… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.” “I love you just as much, Hunter. I thought I’d die when… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“Blue Eyes, you will say yes to me?” “Tonight? Now?” “Yes, tonight. Before this time between us passes.” When she sat, silent, watching, Hunter… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“My heart is filled with great love for you,” he whispered. Tears sprang to Loretta’s eyes. She couldn’t name the emotion that caused them,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“I’m in no need of matrimony, Father. I still have my honor.” Hunter jerked her to his side and, in an ominously even voice,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“You know, I should start thinking on names. I have to be over two months gone. A name is important. Especially for this baby.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“As he tightened his embrace around her, he knew he'd made the right choice. He held the whole world in his arms.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“You will tell your sons and daughters about me, yes?” Hunter wished he could weep, but the tears were dammed behind his lids, aching… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“Speaking of pits in plum pudding, do you remember your sister’s first attempt? Your grandfather broke off his only remaining tooth trying to eat… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“You ever seen what they do to a captive white woman? If you ask me, them Injuns got exactly what was coming to ’em.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old enough.” The… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“ Toquet , it is well, little one. It is finished, eh?” She panted, tossing her head. “It h-hurts!” “It will pass,” he assured… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“Make a story for me, yes? About my Loh-rhett-ah when she was small like Blackbird.” She stared at him, clearly unable to believe he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“He ran his palm up the curve of her back and then removed his arm from around her, amused at how swiftly she rolled… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
“Another uplifting development was Amy’s recovery from her ordeal. Loretta could scarcely believe how quickly the child was regaining her former gaiety, and she… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share
