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Authors: Lawna Mackie
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sweet loaves and cookies pulled from the oven to cool.
A knock at the door startled her. Cautiously, she walked to the window and peeked out. A smile crept over her face.
Wiping her hands on her apron, she opened the door to let Samuel in. He smiled back. “I got tired of waiting for you to need me for something.”
Happy to see him, his deep strong voice caused quivers in her belly. She closed the door behind him.
“I’ve already relied on you for far too much,” she said softly, looking up at him.
She could see the remnants of their passionate encounter still burning in his eyes. His lingering hunger warmed her heart.
“How’s Quinn?” he asked sincerely.
She motioned him to come in. “He hasn’t woke, but at least his fever broke. If he doesn’t wake by dinner, I think I’ll fetch the doctor.”
“I can do that for you,” he offered.
She grinned. “See you’re helping me again.” She moved to the kitchen. “Would you like a cup of coffee? And a freshly baked cinnamon bun?”
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
“I’d do anything for you if you bake like that all the time,” he responded, sitting at the table.
Amanda placed a cup down in front of him. Before she could move away, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist. With no chance to resist, she found herself on his lap. His lips touched hers and she felt warmth spread through her body. He nibbled her ear lobe before releasing her and setting her back on her feet.
“I’ll always want you, Amanda. I’ve only had the pleasure of knowing you a couple days, but I feel as though I’ve known you all my life.”
She didn’t know what to make of that declaration so she went about putting a bun on a plate for him. “Maybe you were lonely,” she replied looking down at him while setting the plate in front of him.
“Then I’ll always be lonely, just for you.” The look on his face let her know how serious he was.
“Can I ask you something?” she said, changing the subject. “I ran into Jack this morning and he said something very odd.”
Samuel laughed, shaking his head. “I haven’t been in town often, but doesn’t he always say odd things?”
“He mentioned the wolf to me today. He actually called it a she-wolf, and told me it was important to Quinn and that we shouldn’t let it die. He told me it was pulled from the lake.”
He set his fork down and swallowed. “He spoke to me as well. He told me I shouldn’t have saved the beast. He said I should have let it drown.”
Amanda pulled out a chair and sat beside him. “He also told me he’d been wrong and that the wolf should be saved.”
“I have to admit, it is the most bizarre creature I’ve ever encountered. It clung to what I thought was ice even though ice hadn’t covered the lake yet. It could have easily swum to shore,” Samuel declared.
“I think Quinn was feeding it. I noticed some bread and left over eggs and beef gone from the ice box.”
Samuel nodded his head. “He told me he was visiting a friend yesterday. Perhaps it was the creature. I don’t think the beast will stand a chance. There are posters already up all over town. George Ellis wants the creature’s head and is willing to pay a very handsome reward. Groups of men were already riding out of town early this morning.”
“Don’t let them kill her,” Quinn said, standing at the entrance of the kitchen. “Please save Jazira.”
Amanda jumped to her feet and so did Samuel. She ran to her son who swayed. Samuel moved to his side, steadying him.
“Please, can you help me to the fire?” Quinn requested.
Amanda motioned him to the sitting room and over to the sofa.
“I want to sit up, Mom.”
She grabbed some cushions and a blanket, propping him up and tucking him in. She felt his head. He didn’t seem to have a fever.
Samuel stoked the fire burning in the hearth and Amanda fetched a glass of water.
“Here, honey, have a drink of water,” she said, helping him with the
A knock at the door startled her. Cautiously, she walked to the window and peeked out. A smile crept over her face.
Wiping her hands on her apron, she opened the door to let Samuel in. He smiled back. “I got tired of waiting for you to need me for something.”
Happy to see him, his deep strong voice caused quivers in her belly. She closed the door behind him.
“I’ve already relied on you for far too much,” she said softly, looking up at him.
She could see the remnants of their passionate encounter still burning in his eyes. His lingering hunger warmed her heart.
“How’s Quinn?” he asked sincerely.
She motioned him to come in. “He hasn’t woke, but at least his fever broke. If he doesn’t wake by dinner, I think I’ll fetch the doctor.”
“I can do that for you,” he offered.
She grinned. “See you’re helping me again.” She moved to the kitchen. “Would you like a cup of coffee? And a freshly baked cinnamon bun?”
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
“I’d do anything for you if you bake like that all the time,” he responded, sitting at the table.
Amanda placed a cup down in front of him. Before she could move away, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist. With no chance to resist, she found herself on his lap. His lips touched hers and she felt warmth spread through her body. He nibbled her ear lobe before releasing her and setting her back on her feet.
“I’ll always want you, Amanda. I’ve only had the pleasure of knowing you a couple days, but I feel as though I’ve known you all my life.”
She didn’t know what to make of that declaration so she went about putting a bun on a plate for him. “Maybe you were lonely,” she replied looking down at him while setting the plate in front of him.
“Then I’ll always be lonely, just for you.” The look on his face let her know how serious he was.
“Can I ask you something?” she said, changing the subject. “I ran into Jack this morning and he said something very odd.”
Samuel laughed, shaking his head. “I haven’t been in town often, but doesn’t he always say odd things?”
“He mentioned the wolf to me today. He actually called it a she-wolf, and told me it was important to Quinn and that we shouldn’t let it die. He told me it was pulled from the lake.”
He set his fork down and swallowed. “He spoke to me as well. He told me I shouldn’t have saved the beast. He said I should have let it drown.”
Amanda pulled out a chair and sat beside him. “He also told me he’d been wrong and that the wolf should be saved.”
“I have to admit, it is the most bizarre creature I’ve ever encountered. It clung to what I thought was ice even though ice hadn’t covered the lake yet. It could have easily swum to shore,” Samuel declared.
“I think Quinn was feeding it. I noticed some bread and left over eggs and beef gone from the ice box.”
Samuel nodded his head. “He told me he was visiting a friend yesterday. Perhaps it was the creature. I don’t think the beast will stand a chance. There are posters already up all over town. George Ellis wants the creature’s head and is willing to pay a very handsome reward. Groups of men were already riding out of town early this morning.”
“Don’t let them kill her,” Quinn said, standing at the entrance of the kitchen. “Please save Jazira.”
Amanda jumped to her feet and so did Samuel. She ran to her son who swayed. Samuel moved to his side, steadying him.
“Please, can you help me to the fire?” Quinn requested.
Amanda motioned him to the sitting room and over to the sofa.
“I want to sit up, Mom.”
She grabbed some cushions and a blanket, propping him up and tucking him in. She felt his head. He didn’t seem to have a fever.
Samuel stoked the fire burning in the hearth and Amanda fetched a glass of water.
“Here, honey, have a drink of water,” she said, helping him with the
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