Desperate woman seeks helps from a stranger…but can she escape loosing her heart to this sexy stranger.
Oh, God, what the hell was I thinking?
Aware of the searing blush on her face,
she bowed her head to hide her embarrassment from the man still holding her in
his arms. Flustered by her reaction to him, she drew her hands back to her
chest and held tight to the thin fabric of her top.
Releasing her, he squatted to examine
her foot. His hands circled her calf and glided over her ankle. “Sorry, but
you’re not walking on this foot anytime soon.”
His emerald gaze met hers and she sank
into their welcoming depths. The sudden urge to get away from him melted under
his smile. Damn, I’ve always been a fool for an Irish devil.
Easing his palm along her leg to her
knee, he squeezed it before rising. “Why don’t I help you get dressed? Then
we’ll head back to where Marcus and I camped. Once I retrieve my things, I’ll
take you home.”
Captured by the caress, she didn’t hear
his words. Instead, she fought the sudden attraction expanding through her core
and dug through her memory, searching for a way to avoid the danger of another
heartbreak.
Luckily, the saints were with her
because he stepped away. Leaving her torn between the old carefree spirit she’d
been in her youth and the more season soul she’d become by trusting the wrong
man with her heart. With great restraint, she held her tongue and watched each
step he took around the wagon.
Pausing after a moment, he reached over
the side and retrieved her discarded dress.
Hit by the reality, she lambasted
herself for believing any man would want her. Didn’t Kirk, Richard’s brother,
constantly tell her she was plain, and that no one would want her other than
him?
Fighting the depressing thought, she
swung her head to the path along the river and stared. What would it hurt to
take Callum home with her? If she could persuade him to help her instead of
having to ask her in-laws, then she might break free of their constant presence
in her life.
Or was she playing with fire?
“If you’ll just lift your arms,” the
handsome stranger stopped in front of her. “Then I’ll slide your dress over
your head, and you can button it right up.”
Studying him, she debated her choices.
Could she resist him? If so, then... Mind racing with potential solutions, a
workable proposition blurted between her lips. “Why don’t you come home with
me? I’ll need help with my farm until I can walk again. And could use the extra
help.”
Lifting her dress again, he nodded as if
he’d already devised the plan before she even thought of it. “It’ll give me a
place to stay until Marcus and your friend return.”
Still uncertain if he understood what
she was offering, she clarified, “You’ll need to handle most of the chores.
Because I’m not sure how soon I’ll be back on my feet. So, how much will this
cost me?”
Furious with her in-laws’ demands to
marry her deceased husband’s brother, Sadie Pepperman heads for the Trinity
River with a friend to escape the pressure of their unsolicited advice.
Seeking an adventure, Callum Murphy and
his friend, Marcus Goodman, are heading to the Gulf of Mexico to join the
confederate army. Their quiet camp is interrupted by a lady’s scream. Spotting
a woman in the swiftly moving water, Marcus jumps to the rescue, followed
almost immediately by the rumble of wagon wheels along the dirt path,
accompanied by a beautiful lady calling for help.
Attempting to save her friend, Sadie
meets Callum and joins forces. Only to discover their friends are being hauled
onto a steamship. Eager to get away from temptation, she turns to leave and
twists her ankle. The agonizing pain leaves her with the inability to walk. To
avoid asking her in-laws for help, she offers Callum a place to stay if he’ll
help with her farm’s chores.
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Anita
Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day, and a
dreamer by night, she wants her readers to see the world in a new way. With the
influence of her children’s sci-fi programs, she likes to play with diverse
cultures and places where anything can happen. She enjoys bringing hot romantic
moments to life in a variety of genre, such as historical westerns, paranormal
suspense, and contemporary murder mysteries.
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