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“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“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

“ 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

“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

“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

“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