“Tell me one thing. Has Rider Sinclair done something to hurt you in any way? If he has,I'll shoot that man!" Willow was taken aback by Miriam's vehemence. "No,no," she hastily assured. "He might have hurt my feelings some but… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“If you aren't in love, Willow Vaughn, then my name isn't Miriam Brigham." Willow started out of her daydreaming and glanced up from the laundry tub. Miriam stood before her with her fists planted on her hips. "Now, Miriam, I-" "No sense denying it, young lady. You've got that dreamy dazed glow about you. Rider Sinclair isn't much better, the… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share
“Lord,it's hot in here!" she exclaimed, waving a bedraggled towel in front of her face. "Wouldn't mind a swim myself." Paying him no mind, she unfastened a couple of buttons on her shirt, parted it, and blotted the swells of her breasts with the towel. As she bent down and reached into a cupboard, the shirt gaped. Paralysis afflicted Rider… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share
“I brought you here to indulge in a little fantasy of mine," he said, spreading kisses down her slender neck. "The very first time… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Then I remembered what my brothers taught me and tried to knee his...Well, you know." "From firsthand experience," Rider replied with a nod.” — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Without thinking, she delivered a stinging slap, all her hurt and disappointment behind the impact. The imprint of her hand on his cheek shocked her. And though she immediately regretted her childish action, pride forbade her to own up to it. "Mind your manners, next time, Sinclair!" Across the yard, Luter Hicks halted and burst into guffaws. "Guess she told… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share
“Above the rustic stone fireplace was a deer's head-but not an everyday deer's head. This mangy thing surveyed the room with a huge toothy… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“I suppose that woman is the reason you've gone all fee-male on us, ain't it?" Gavin guffawed at his father's query. "Hell,Pa, ain't you… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“He'd put his brand on her and had sealed both their fates. What they shared was rare and beautiful and one taste would never… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Listen," he said still breathing hard, "I'm sorry. I have no right to lecture you." His voice warmed with a devastating smile and his… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Then I realized I loved you. That was awful." "Awful!" "Loving you and knowing I couldn't have you was tearing me apart. Though I… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Well,what if you can't get to your reticule in time?" she wondered aloud. "What would you do then, stand there and scream?" "Well,there is… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
