“He skidded to a dead halt and stared hard at Austin. The boy’s chin carried so many nicks from his first shave… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Within the shadows of honor, courage often walks in silence. -Engraved on the monument Clay built” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Please," Meg whispered. "I don't want any trouble here." He released his hold on her. As though she might say something further,… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“You think the only battles fought are done so with rifles, and the only wounds that kill draw blood. You think courage… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“What are you doing?" she asked. Grimacing, he considered returning his mouth to hers and kissing her until she forgot the question… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Her delicate brows drew together. “As a rancher, surely he knows how to ride a horse.” “He can ride just fine. He… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“You can't imagine how much it hurts to be ignored by people… you respect. You don't know how loud the silence is… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He wrapped his hand around hers, pressed a kiss to the heart of her palm, and held her gaze. “I’ve got a… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Miss Velvet." "Lord, darlin'. You're the only man in this state who would tip his hat to a whore." She ushered the… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“From the corner of her eye, she watched Clay walk to his wagon, where he'd find no shade. Isolated. Alone. How simple… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Jake?" "Mmm?" "I like it when you spend the day thinking." He brought his head up, twinkling eyes and a mischievous grin… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Maybe in time, once your feelings for Dee deepen—" "That's my problem, Houston. I think I've fallen in love with her and… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Rebecca tilted her face up to Jake and she felt his lips brushing lightly against hers. Then his lips were beside her… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He was lying in bed with the woman he loved . . . a woman he couldn't make love to. He closed… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“It hurts to cry," she said, her voice raspy. "It hurts worse not to." "Did you cry?" "For four days straight." "Is… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He met Austin's gaze over the top of Faith's head. "I sure hope your baby is a boy." "Reckon we need to… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He stirred the fire, and when he spoke, his voice blended in with the roar of the fire's blaze. "I want tonight,… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Her eyes shot up to his, expressing gratitude. He ignored the pain her obvious relief brought him.” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Austin stood. “All right, I will.” He walked to the door and stopped, his hand on the latch. He gazed back over… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He rolled her over, rising above her, cupping her cheek. "I wasn't lying, Loree. I've always heard the music in my heart…but… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Ah, Loree," he whispered near her ear. "You should hear the music." -Austin” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Cordelia!" She staggered to a stop and slowly turned as her father's voice reverberated around the room. "You just accused your brothers… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He ducked down under the wooden slats used to separate the stalls in the barn and crawled into the adjacent stall where… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“I was proud of you today, handling William Long the way you did." Her fingers stilled. "What did you think of him… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
