He smiled. “I love you.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I love you too, Pa.” She rose from her chair and timidly walked into his outstretched arms.
He kissed the top of her blond head.
She eased out of his embrace. “Got to do my chores.”
“You take it easy today, sweetheart,” he said.
“I feel fine. Much better. Honest.”
“I’m glad.”
She smiled a shy smile. Oh, she was going to be a beauty. They’d have all sorts of men coming to court her. Not a one would be good enough for her father, Ruth imagined. Her blond braids bobbed as she headed out the lean-to.
Ruth turned back to the stove. Within a few seconds, Garth’s hard body pressed into her from behind. His erection nudged the cleft between her buttocks.
“Garth!” She turned into his embrace, her heart pumping wildly. “I’ll burn your eggs.”
“Got plenty of hens, honey. Plenty of eggs.” He kissed her throat and she shivered. “You smell like yeast.”
“I’m making bread, of course.”
“Already making bread. Already taking care of me.” He pushed a stray curl behind her ear. “What did I do to deserve you?” His bronze eyes smoldered.
She smiled into them. “You loved me.”
“I do, honey. I never thought love would find me again. I swear to you, I’ll love you until I draw my last breath.”
Ruth couldn’t help the tears that flowed. “I never thought love would find me either, Garth.”
And she pressed her lips to his in a searing, loving kiss.
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Chapter One
The Black Hills of Dakota Territory, 1890
Ella Morgan threw a few more wild blackberries into her basket, paused, and turned her head toward the hills.
The drumming. Again. Rhythmic beating that was both beautiful and terrifying. Her heart thumped along, matching the cadence.