Conor's Way by Laura Lee Guhrke - Conor's Way

Author:Laura Lee Guhrke - Conor's Way [Guhrke, Laura Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historcal romance, hero and heroine, AcM
Amazon: B005JUPVYG
Barnesnoble: B005JUPVYG
Publisher: Laura Lee Guhrke
Published: 2010-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

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Conor awoke the next morning thinking he must have been daft the night before. Just plain daft. There was no way Olivia could fight those land speculators, and he should have told her so.

He decided to talk to her about it after breakfast. She'd said those men had made her a generous offer for her land. If she sold it to them, she could use the money to buy herself another piece of land, complete with a house that didn't have sagging fences and a leaky roof. That was the only sensible solution, and he figured it was up to him to make her realize it.

He found her in the barn, putting down fresh straw in one of the stalls.

She glanced at him over the top of the stall. "Mornin'."

He decided to get right to the point. He crossed the barn to the opening of the stall. "Are you still planning to fight those men?"

She leaned on the pitchfork in her hand and brushed a loose tendril of hair back from her forehead. "Of course."

"I was hoping you might have done some thinking about it and changed your mind."

She shook her head. "No," she answered, and turned away, plunging her pitchfork into the pile of straw by her feet. "Why would I?"

"Because they have money and you obviously don't. Because they have power and you don't. Because it's a losing battle."

"I told you, this is my home. I won't be forced off my land."

"You're not being sensible."

She stopped working and turned toward him. "What would be sensible?" she asked softly. "Take the money and move on? That's what you'd do, isn't it?"

He thought about all the times he'd fought that battle within himself, knowing the sensible course, unable to follow it, rebelling against it. And he always regretted his rebellions afterward.

"Yes," he said. "That's what I'd do."

"Well, I'm not like you," she said, and resumed her task. "I'm not going anywhere."

"So, what are you planning to do? Stand by your front door and tell the bad men to go away?"

"There's no need to be sarcastic."

"For God's sake, woman!" He stepped forward and yanked the pitchfork out of her hand, forcing her to give him her attention. "This isn't a church social," he said, leaning the pitchfork in one corner of the stall. "That man last night wasn't here for a cup o' tay."

"I told you, I've known Joshua all my life. He wouldn't have hurt me. He just wanted to frighten me."

"Right. And what happens if the next time he comes around, he decides to frighten you a little harder?" He watched her lift her chin, and he figured he'd never met a more exasperating woman in his life. "What are you going to do? He's a man. You're a woman. Christ, do I have to explain this in graphic detail?"

She blushed a deep pink. "Well, you're here. He won't get the opportunity."

"I'm only staying long enough to help you harvest those peaches," he countered. "After that, I'll be gone. Then what will you do?"

She pressed her lips together and didn't answer.

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