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s lifted into a canter Unobserved, Ty paused in his saddling to consider the option his father had given him—to be with Tara or not
The things he’d told her today were true The wanting hadn’t stopped, but the bleeding had For a change, she was doing the pursuing instead of the other way around Ty took perverse satisfaction in that Jessy had called hi and not take it when it was finally offered to him?
The sound of her laughter drifted into the dining roo Ty of the soft tinkle of bells He wondered what his young sister had said to aze fro dinner dishes to the kitchen
All through dinner, the conversation had been lively and ani impressions of European countries both had visited and enthralling Cathleen with reminiscences of their adventures The three had behaved more like sisters When it came time to clear the table, it seeh Ty couldn’t recall ever seeing her do domestic chores before
He rubbed a hand across his htful and troubled The blue sar drifted lazily above the linen-covered table Glancing to the head of the table, Ty saw his father watching him
“Don’t make a rash decision, Ty”
The line of his et some air” He pushed his chair away from the table and rose The house was too s rash happening
On the wide veranda, Ty paused to light a cigarette, then wandered to the edge and leaned against a tall white pillar The black sky was alive with stars; one fell, lea the diamond stars
Dark and vibrant as the sky, soft and tantalizing as a breeze, Tara was a nightsong, full of all its mystery and elusive beauty She was the essence of a ht
Taking a last drag on his cigarette, Ty flipped it into the air and watched the cri into the darkness The front door opened, but he steeled hiht footsteps approached him from behind
“May I join you?” Tara took his acceptance for granted as she slipped her hand through the crook of his ared it to her The warth, and Ty was all too aware of the contact his arm made with her breast, its rounded shape imprinted on his muscled flesh
“You already have” Raw and tense, he swung his gaze outward
Tara shrewdly studied his profile She’d caught that flare of reaction deep in the wells of his brown eyes His words ht be cold to her, but he wasn’t She noticed the fine lines that had sprung into his face, cutting out the youthfulness Its ruggedness was purely hly handsome There was a comfortable certainty in her that eventually she would wear down his resistance as she turned her head to look at what he was seeing
Lights fro the headquarters fanned out froroundstars The trees along the river low From some barn, a horse whickered
“It looks like a ss”