Jillian Hart
“"We have to decide which to keep for breeding and which to sell. Did you want to come?"Lissa squinted against the low morning rays slanting into the room. He stood up from the chair, his steely frame casting a long shadow into the room.Her heart stopped just looking at him. "Blanche is coming this morning. We're making preserves.""Did you need me to watch Chad?""No. Blanche is bringing her children. They will play together in the yard. Her oldest can keep an eye on the younger ones.""Just let m...e know if you need anything. Will shouldn't ride all day with his leg still mending, so he should be in the fields or the barn. Just send him to fetch me.""I will." How she wished she could touch him, wrap her arms around his strength, breathe him in like air, but he'd avoided her touch. He wasn't cold, just cautious.She heard his footsteps retreat, and reached for her blue gingham work dress. Soft calico whispered against her fingers as she tugged the dress on. In the heat, she wore only drawers and a camisole.MoreLess
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