Capture The Night by Dawson Geralyn

Author:Dawson, Geralyn [Dawson, Geralyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: A Historical Romance
Published: 2012-01-19T08:00:00+00:00

TWO HOURS later, Brazos was strung tight as a fiddle at a San Jacinto Day Ball. He’d known when he’d proposed this idea that he’d be forced to spend a portion of his nights with Madeline Christophe. The colonists would never believe he and Madeline had reconciled if he didn’t join his wife in the semiprivacy of her wagon for at least a little while. Lillibet had even insisted Rose spend the night in the Brunets’ wagon, totally ignoring Brazos’s objections that he’d missed his Miss Magic and wanted to spend time with her. Everyone in camp assumed his protest had been feigned.

“Everyone in camp is damn sure sawing the wrong limb,” he grumbled beneath his breath. Lying in the darkness as far from his wife as he could get in the confines of the heavily loaded wagon, Brazos replayed the evening’s events in his mind. He tried to ignore both the subtle scent of roses hanging in the air and the electric awareness that sizzled between him and his wife.

She wasn’t asleep, either. Every so often, he heard a snivel from her direction. Probably still crying over the emotional scene she’d had with ol’ pretty-boy Litty, he said to himself. After their return to camp and Brazos’s announcement of pending wedded bliss, she had asked for privacy to speak with her insulted former beau. Brazos had allowed it to a point. He knew Litty had been aware of his eavesdropping, but Madeline had been oblivious. She was too busy being devious.

The story that woman had told the wagon master was almost as dumb as the gypsy tale she’d run by him. What was it she’d said, something about forgiving Brazos for his other women and the thefts he repeatedly committed? The woman had a nerve.

Nerve succeeds. The words echoed in Brazos’s mind. Well, he guessed Pa had it right. Madeline Christophe Sinclair was certainly one successful, nervy witch. She managed to make men fall all over her. Litty had dared to offer the sobbing woman both the comfort of a shoulder to weep wet and a promise of eternal help should it ever be needed, aware all the while that Brazos observed the entire sappy scene. “Nervy bastard himself,” Brazos muttered.

At least, Lillibet had been glad to see him. She’d taken the news right well, hugging him and clapping her hands. When Lillibet started crying with delight, Madeline’s complexion had taken on a greenish hue. It reminded Brazos of the early days aboard the Uriel, and he thought it appropriate that someone wicked enough to kidnap a baby would walk around feeling nauseated.

Scowling into the darkness as a particularly loud cricket chirped beneath the wagon, Brazos told himself to be on guard against the ugliness hidden within one so beautiful as Madeline. At times tonight, when he’d seen the firelight glimmering in her hair, or watched her cuddling Rose, or heard her singing a lullaby as she put the child to sleep, he found himself forgetting just how sinful a person she had turned out to be.

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