town’s doctor, Mayor Harris. You know as well as I do that the townsfolk won’t allow it.”
“And what are we supposed to do when someone else gets hurt? Hope the doctor will wake from his drunken stupor long enough to make it worse?”
Miranda’s shocked intake of breath made Reese step forward. Luke grabbed his arm and he stopped.
“I’m sorry to be so blunt, Miss Miranda, but last week your father attempted to lance a boil on the blacksmith’s face, but his hand was shaking so badly, he about took out old Oscar’s eye. I seriously worry he might kill someone one of these days.”
“I don’t know what to say. I didn’t realize he’d gotten so bad.”
“If you could just keep your father out of his office, I’ll do my best to spread the word that you’re capable of helping folks—”
“How long is that going to work?” the sheriff interrupted. “I’m telling you, no one will let her near them to get any help.”
“Then they can treat themselves. I won’t allow Dr. Herrington to touch any of the townsfolk unless he stops drinking.” The mayor’s brusque response made Reese silently applaud him. It wasn’t likely her father would stop drinking. Most drunks stayed that way until they died from it.
“I’m sorry about my father. I’ll keep him out of the office. And thank you very much for the opportunity, Mayor Harris. I won’t let you down.”
“I appreciate it, Miss Miranda. And don’t worry, we won’t embarrass your father. Once he’s gone on to his final rewards, why then we’ll discuss you being the town’s doctor in more detail.”
After a few more platitudes and goodbyes, Miranda finally shooed everyone out of her home leaving only her father downstairs still snoring loudly.
She secured the door and fairly ran up the stairs. Once on the landing, she caught sight of them both and stopped. “Did you hear all of that?”
“Yep.” The pride Reese saw radiating on her face quelled his fear of losing her. If her choice was coming along with two strangers to a far away place or staying behind to do the one thing she’d likely always wanted to do, even he’d choose being a doctor.
“I can’t believe they let me help him.”
Luke edged away from him and walked to the head of the stairs. He put his hand out toward her. She climbed the remaining steps and threaded her fingers in his. “If they’d asked me, I would have given a testimonial.”
“Thanks. How are your stitches?”
Luke pulled her close for a kiss. “It wasn’t bad. I dabbed at it with my handkerchief, but perhaps you could come back to your room, strip me naked and check again.” Her low laugh sent a streak of lust down Reese’s spine. He smiled and moved closer to the entwined couple. Putting his arm around her back, Reese led them further down the hall. The three of them shuffled back into her room.
Reese wanted to make love to her but didn’t know if she’d agree since her father was still downstairs. Luke cupped his hands along either side of Miranda’s lovely face and kissed her passionately. He approached and dropped a kiss on the back of her neck before sliding his hands around to cup her breasts.
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He’d like nothing better than to bundle her up and move her with them to South Dakota .
She moaned as he scraped his thumbs across her nipples. Nuzzling the back of her neck, Reese inhaled the delicate fragrance of her hair in an effort to memorize it. Whatever else happened tonight, he wouldn’t make her choose between her life’s dream and the two of them.
“Oh, my,” she murmured as Luke trailed kisses from her lips to her jaw. Reese nibbled the lobe of one ear and she turned with a hiss of what sounded like pleasure. Luke pulled back enough to snag the hem of her nightdress and robe to pull it over her head.
“So, Dr. Miranda, are you too tired to let us pleasure you?” Luke asked.
The low laughter from her sweet lips wrapped a
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