Love by Dawn

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Authors: Therese A. Kramer
Tags: Romance, Romance - Historical, romance 1880s
times.”
    He chuckled the way it made
her nerves raw and she scrambled quickly to her feet. She should
remind him that she was not Casey to him, but she liked the way her
nickname rolled of his tongue. His sweet
tongue .
    Angered that she had succumbed to his kiss,
she turned her ire onto him and snorted and spat a few curse words.
Then she remembered his promise and stepped back a few feet
wondering if she could survive another one of his mind-boggling
kisses.
    Blake rose and grabbed her arm. “Look,” he
snapped, as sparks flew from his eyes. “As you can see, I’m in the
best of moods and I’m sorry about your brother but...”
    She wrenched her arm free then marched away.
She wanted to wash the filth from her face and the warmth of his
hand from her arms. Could the cold water take away the tingle she
experienced when he touched her, or the kiss she succumbed to?
Casey fumed mad at him and at herself for letting him get to her
like that. What was wrong with her anyway? He was her enemy. So
confused, she stomped into the stream forgetting to remove her
boots.
    Drat! It’s all that beastly
ogre’s fault , she told herself and sat
heavily on the bank removing her boots that were already starting
to dry rot from the many times she got them wet before.
    Damn, that kiss!
    With no knowledge of how much time she had,
she quickly removed her shirt and pants looking nervously over her
shoulder not wishing to be caught partly undressed. Standing in her
camisole and her long johns she sponged herself and then took care
of other matters. As it was, she was given plenty of time. She sat
by the stream taking this solitary moment to think about her mixed
feelings and how she was going to help her brother. And she was
determined to help him.
    Damn, that kiss!
    Certain that Blake would be on guard even
more now, she believed that her next chance would have to be at the
fort. It wouldn’t be easy, but she had a good feeling in her gut.
Last night she dreamt that she and Hunter were together in a
strange place. They were in a wild and unfamiliar land, surrounded
by people wearing little clothing. Her sixth sense wasn’t always a
curse.
    Damn, that kiss!
     
    When he first woke, Blake studied her dreamy
face, dirty and all she was worth looking at. Last night he found,
as the restless minutes went by, that sleep was not easy with the
bundle of charms lying beside him. He knew when she finally fell
asleep, for it was then her stiff body relaxed against him. If only
he could have done the same. She was the most exasperating and
desirable female he had ever met and spooned with his body against
hers was a painful distraction. Honestly, it was sheer agony, but
he still grinned.
    She had no idea what turmoil she was giving
to his resistance.
    He had tried to control his
manhood from giving him away, but he failed miserably. Now, he
watched the little minx flee from him and believed she was just as
attracted to him as he was to her. Sweetest kiss he had ever tasted.
     
    Dammit, what a hell of a time to fall for
someone. He assumed she was trying to hate him for taking her
brother to prison and fighting something inside of her that he was
sure she never experienced before. Somehow, he would make it right
for her. She was one hell of a woman-child and when this was over,
he’d taste her sweet charms if it was the last thing he did. But
first, he had this mess to clear up.
    Sweetest kiss.
    Blake rolled his bed and went to untie
Hunter. The angry prisoner fumed and cursed at him as he was freed.
“Touch my sister again and I’ll kill you,” as he spat on his boots.
She’ll be safe with me,” Hunter mimicked his words with a sneer and
he didn’t miss the venom in the kid’s irises, turning his pecan
brown eyes as dark as hot cocoa.
    “Shut up! Is everyone in your family a hot
head?” He pushed the boy ahead of him. He knew he was a heel taking
advantage of the situation, but he couldn’t help it. “It won’t
happen again,” he

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