Quote by Catherine Anderson

“Brushing her hands clean on her skirt, Loretta stared dismally at the fire. Light. Merciful heaven, why had she asked for a fire? He’d…

— Catherine Anderson

“Surely you don’t mean right now. ” Her startled gaze focused on the lodge door. “It’s not even dark yet. People are still awake.…

— Catherine Anderson

“That night after supper, Loretta sat by the fire, using an overturned bucket as a stool, a mug of gritty coffee cupped in her…

— Catherine Anderson

“Cinching the drawstring of his pants, he tied a quick bowknot and extended a hand to her. For an instant Loretta was swept back…

— Catherine Anderson

“He pulled on her leg and slid her toward him until she lay on her back. Then he released her ankle to loom over…

— Catherine Anderson

“Frustrated by her high neckline and her full skirts, he made a fist in the calico. “So much wannup. Where are you, Blue Eyes?”…

— Catherine Anderson

“Seeing that he was about to leave, Loretta worked one arm loose to touch his shoulder as he stepped around them. Their eyes locked.…

— Catherine Anderson

“The next three days passed in a blur. Most of the time Loretta slept, while Hunter watched over her. When she awoke he was…

— Catherine Anderson

“We walk backward in our footsteps, eh? Maybe you will walk forward a new way when we reach your wooden walls. You could be…

— Catherine Anderson

“As she lifted the skirt to examine it, Hunter stepped into the lodge, sending her scurrying for cover under the buffalo robe. Flashing her…

— Catherine Anderson

“Loretta opened her eyes and gazed up at her Comanche husband through a haze of longing. By degrees her pulse slowed, and her senses…

— Catherine Anderson

“Your father tells me you will take the woman back. Cousin, this is boisa. Kill her. If you cannot spill her blood, I can.”…

— Catherine Anderson