“Night Hawk’s anger boomed like thunder across the lake. “You promised me.” Marie couldn’t deny it. The cool wind buffeted her wide bonnet brim and the ribbons cut into her chin. She tugged at the knot to loosen it. It gave her something to do beside look at the disappointment on her lover’s face. Disappointment in her. She lifted the hat from her head and wedged it against the side of the canoe where the wind couldn’t catch it. How did she explain? Night Hawk rowed harder, turning the dugout ar...ound and taking them back toward shore. He didn’t speak but the rigid set of his jaw said everything. Beneath his silent anger lurked pain. She’d hurt him. “Night Hawk.” She laid her hand on his arm but he kept rowing with great force, sending them gliding across the smooth waters where mist rose beneath a late autumn sky. “It’s not what you think. I’m not ashamed of loving you.” “You will not tell your father,” he bit out between teeth tightly clenched. “I have asked you repeatedly, yet you refuse.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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