“An Iowa girl, she was used to frigid mornings but this one was made worse by nerves. They popped in her stomach as she buttoned up. Facing Tate wasn’t going to be easy but after a good night’s sleep and more than a little prayer, she felt stronger. One more hairpin and her braid was secure. She gave one last look in the mirror and lifted her chin, ready to face the day. Except for the hurt in her eyes, she looked the same. No other outward sign she was hurting. Good. The last thing she wanted T...ate to know how hurt she was. A girl had her pride. Her primping done, she took the lamp from the chest and opened her door the same moment the front door burst wide in a blaze of ice and wind. A dark figure broke through the storm. Tate. Seeing her, he stiffened and drew up to his full six-foot height. Formidable, he shouldered the door closed, frothed with white. He did not look happy to see her. “Morning.” He shouldered away to the potbellied stove in the sitting area and disregarded her entirely.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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