The Outlaw's Angel (Daughters of the Prairie 1)
She pulled back slightly and gazed into his burning amber eyes. “So, when do you want to marry me?”
He grinned, his dimple flashing. “Is now too soon?”
“Not at all,” she said. “Pa’s waiting.”
Bobby cupped her cheek, smoothing his calloused thumb over the tip of her nose and then over her lips that still stung from his passionate kisses. “I love you with all my heart, Naomi. Everything I have—everything I am—is yours.”
“All I want is you, Bobby Morgan,” she said, flicking her tongue on the pad of his thumb. “Whither thou goest, I will go.”
He scooped her into his arms and carried her through the door.
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Chapter One
Dakota Territory, 1876
“Mary Alice?”
The timid young girl looked up. Around her, Ruth’s other students jarred their desks, gathered their books, writing tablets, and slates, and ran out into the sunshine. Another school day over.
“Yes, Miss Blackburn?”
“I need to speak to you, please.”
The pretty—she’d be stunning if she ever smiled—eleven-year-old sullenly approached Ruth’s desk.
“You missed five words on your spelling examination today.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“You’re a very bright girl, Mary Alice,” Ruth said sternly. “I’ve let mediocre work slide in the past, and you’ve promised to do better.”
She nodded.
“However, this approach is clearly not working. I’m afraid I must punish you.”
She nodded again and her lips trembled. “I understand.”
Ruth’s spectacles slid down her nose a smidge, and she pushed them up. They’d only slide down again in a few moments. Perspiration covered her face. Spring heat in Dakota Territory became unbearable inside the stifling schoolhouse.
“Have you been studying your speller?” she asked the child.