“Blue Eyes, if you do not know the tosi tivo way, we must do it the Comanche way.” — 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
“Loretta swallowed. “Hunter?” His indigo gaze met hers. “Thank you. For--defending me.” Almost imperfectibly, he inclined his head. “Sleep, Blue Eyes. It… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, we have many nights to lie with one another. Forever, yes? Until we die and rot.” “Until death do we… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Afterward Hunter drew her gently into his arms and reminded her of the promises he had made her, that she would never… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You do not like me too good. This is a sad thing, eh?” With a sweep of his hand, he indicated the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Ah, Blue Eyes.” His voice, muffled against her neck, went raw with emotion. “I made no tricks against you. My heart sings… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“So much wannup. Where are you, Blue Eyes?” He started to lift her dress. Loretta reached behind her and caught his hand.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes?” He slowed his pace as he got closer, his indigo eyes traveling the length of her, taking in every detail… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will be a fine wife in time,” he said gravely. “No, I won’t.” Her gaze flew to his, brimming… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“In the dim light he could see tears shimmering on her pale cheeks. He bent his head to catch their saltiness with… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will drink?” Loretta waved him away. A long silence settled over them. Then Hunter grasped her chin and forced… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The next instant she glimpsed a black horse cutting through the crowd, and a familiar, deep voice said, “Blue Eyes?” Hunter’s breath… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“ 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 Image
