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Authors: Constance O'Banyon
Tags: Fiction, adventure, Romance, Historical, Adult, Action, Western, Native Americans, Texas, Siblings, 19th century, love, multicultural, ranch, Betrayal, Battles, secrets, Indian, stranger, American West, wagon, inheritance, honor, HEART OF TEXAS, Brazos River, 1860's, Tragic Death, Uncle, Determination, Spanish Spur, Loner, Hiring, Half Comanche, Gunslingler, Warnings
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makes me read."
Gabe smiled and placed his hand on her head.
"Jenny, your hair is too pretty to be cut."
"That's what Sam said." She looked pensive for
a moment and then grinned up at him. "Do you
want to marry me so I can have my mother's
Spode dishes?"
He was startled and looked toward Casey for
help, but she was shaking with laughter, giving
him a look that said he had gotten himself into
the situation, and she wasn't going to help him
get out of it.
"Uh, I would, but you're too old for me, Jenny."
She shook her head, and her curls danced
around her charming face. "I'm not old-Casey's
old. Some men back in Virginia wanted to marry
her, but she just wouldn't do it."
Gabe looked back at Casey and smiled at her
discomfort. "Why do you suppose she turned
them all down?"
Jenny frowned thoughtfully. "I don't know.
Why didn't you marry them, Casey?"
"That's enough, jenny." Casey pointed to the
chair. "Sit here, Gabe."
He grinned, feeling somehow lighthearted.
When he sat down, he felt Casey's hand fall on
his shoulder. "Jenny, if you will go look in the tack
room in the barn, you'll find someone waiting to
meet you."
"For me!"
"That's right."
Sam took his young sister's hand. "Let's go see
who it is."
As the two of them hurried away, Casey asked,
"Did you get her a pup?"
"Ned Holston at the feed store was giving them
away. He said they were weaned two weeks ago. I picked out the friskiest one so it could keep up
with jenny."
She paused with the comb in her hand. "Thank
you. Jenny gets so lonely with no one her age to
play with."
The comb ran through his hair, and she
touched the back of his neck. He closed his eyes
as her hand lingered there. She could not know
where his thoughts were taking him as she gathered the hair at his crown.
Gabe hadn't known that a haircut could be so
sensuous. He had the strongest urge to turn
around, take her onto his lap, and hold her next
to his heart. He wanted to cherish her and make
all her troubles his. How much more could he
take, he wondered, as her fingers traveled gently
through his hair, stirring his blood.
Not realizing what she was doing, Casey caressed the nape of his neck. She felt the nom
familiar ache start in her stomach and work its
way up to her breast. It was hard to breathe, and
she had to drag air into her lungs.
Gabe sat there so straight and tall, seemingly
unaware of what was happening to her. The scissors trembled in her hand when she snipped the
hair at the nape of his neck. She forced herself
to concentrate on what she was doing and finally
finished the back of his hair and moved to the
front.
Hesitantly, she lifted his chin so she could see
where she needed to cut, and she stopped dead in her tracks. There was no mistaking the look he
gave her-it was raw and hard, burning with desire.
Not knowing what to do, she said hurriedly.
"I... will soon be finished."
"Just do it," he said in an impatient tone.
Her hand was really trembling as she snipped
about his face. She tried not to look at him, but
her gaze was drawn to his lips.
"Dammit," he said, rising to his feet and jerking
her against him. "Do you have any idea what
you're doing to me?"
In confusion she could only shake her head.
Gabe gathered Casey close, pressing her against
him. "I have wanted to hold you like this almost
from the beginning, even when I thought you had
a husband."
She went weak, and her head dropped against
his broad chest. "I don't understand any of this,"
she said, drawing back and looking at him. "I
don't know why I feel this way."
"Don't you? Think about it, and the answer will
come to you," he demanded roughly.
Casey shook her head. She had never seen such
deep torment in anyone's eyes as she saw in
Gabe's. She wondered what secrets he kept hidden. She wished he would share them with her,
so she could help him.
"This has never happened to me before," she
admitted, more confused than ever.
His lips
Gabe smiled and placed his hand on her head.
"Jenny, your hair is too pretty to be cut."
"That's what Sam said." She looked pensive for
a moment and then grinned up at him. "Do you
want to marry me so I can have my mother's
Spode dishes?"
He was startled and looked toward Casey for
help, but she was shaking with laughter, giving
him a look that said he had gotten himself into
the situation, and she wasn't going to help him
get out of it.
"Uh, I would, but you're too old for me, Jenny."
She shook her head, and her curls danced
around her charming face. "I'm not old-Casey's
old. Some men back in Virginia wanted to marry
her, but she just wouldn't do it."
Gabe looked back at Casey and smiled at her
discomfort. "Why do you suppose she turned
them all down?"
Jenny frowned thoughtfully. "I don't know.
Why didn't you marry them, Casey?"
"That's enough, jenny." Casey pointed to the
chair. "Sit here, Gabe."
He grinned, feeling somehow lighthearted.
When he sat down, he felt Casey's hand fall on
his shoulder. "Jenny, if you will go look in the tack
room in the barn, you'll find someone waiting to
meet you."
"For me!"
"That's right."
Sam took his young sister's hand. "Let's go see
who it is."
As the two of them hurried away, Casey asked,
"Did you get her a pup?"
"Ned Holston at the feed store was giving them
away. He said they were weaned two weeks ago. I picked out the friskiest one so it could keep up
with jenny."
She paused with the comb in her hand. "Thank
you. Jenny gets so lonely with no one her age to
play with."
The comb ran through his hair, and she
touched the back of his neck. He closed his eyes
as her hand lingered there. She could not know
where his thoughts were taking him as she gathered the hair at his crown.
Gabe hadn't known that a haircut could be so
sensuous. He had the strongest urge to turn
around, take her onto his lap, and hold her next
to his heart. He wanted to cherish her and make
all her troubles his. How much more could he
take, he wondered, as her fingers traveled gently
through his hair, stirring his blood.
Not realizing what she was doing, Casey caressed the nape of his neck. She felt the nom
familiar ache start in her stomach and work its
way up to her breast. It was hard to breathe, and
she had to drag air into her lungs.
Gabe sat there so straight and tall, seemingly
unaware of what was happening to her. The scissors trembled in her hand when she snipped the
hair at the nape of his neck. She forced herself
to concentrate on what she was doing and finally
finished the back of his hair and moved to the
front.
Hesitantly, she lifted his chin so she could see
where she needed to cut, and she stopped dead in her tracks. There was no mistaking the look he
gave her-it was raw and hard, burning with desire.
Not knowing what to do, she said hurriedly.
"I... will soon be finished."
"Just do it," he said in an impatient tone.
Her hand was really trembling as she snipped
about his face. She tried not to look at him, but
her gaze was drawn to his lips.
"Dammit," he said, rising to his feet and jerking
her against him. "Do you have any idea what
you're doing to me?"
In confusion she could only shake her head.
Gabe gathered Casey close, pressing her against
him. "I have wanted to hold you like this almost
from the beginning, even when I thought you had
a husband."
She went weak, and her head dropped against
his broad chest. "I don't understand any of this,"
she said, drawing back and looking at him. "I
don't know why I feel this way."
"Don't you? Think about it, and the answer will
come to you," he demanded roughly.
Casey shook her head. She had never seen such
deep torment in anyone's eyes as she saw in
Gabe's. She wondered what secrets he kept hidden. She wished he would share them with her,
so she could help him.
"This has never happened to me before," she
admitted, more confused than ever.
His lips
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