The Excerpt
How could he ever forgive himself if anything happened to her?
For years, since that explosive kiss in Harm Bass’s backyard, all he’d dreamed of was being half the ranger Jack Bass was so he could marry Jack’s sister.
Sarah gave a murmur of discomfort, and when he leaned close to tuck his coat about her trembling form, she caught onto his arm and hugged it tight, pulling him across her for a blanketing warmth. He felt her shivering and his resistance gave without a whimper.
“Cold, huh? Me, too. Guess it couldn’t hurt for me to stretch on out beside you.”
When she burrowed against his side without ever opening her eyes, his will gave another reluctant notch. Without realizing it, he was stroking her hair, pressing soft kisses against her warm brow until there was nothing left inside him to object to the swell of tender feeling.
( . . . and a bit more . . .)
“I won’t let anything happen to you, Sarah. Cuz one of these days I might decide to quit rangering, take you for my wife and want a whole passel of kids.” He stared up at the stars, not believing it would ever happen but liking to imagine it. Sarah groaned quietly and shifted to a more comfortable curve against him.
“How many?”
Her groggy question startled him as he hadn’t thought she was awake. “How many what?”
“How many kids do you want us to have?”
He picked a large number at random, thinking to scare her off. “Six.”
“Okay.” She nudged her cheek within the hollow of his shoulder,
“’Course, there ain’t much chance of that happening once you Uncle Harmon makes a hatband outta my hide.
He felt her smile. “I won’t let him.”
Really enjoyed the scene and their small conversation.
ReplyDeleteBilly, I think it's gonna happen. Be ready for those kids! Great excerpt!
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