Fair Is the Rose by Meagan McKinney

Author:Meagan McKinney [McKinney, Meagan]
Format: epub
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Historical, Wyoming, Westerns, Outlaws, Women outlaws, Criminals & Outlaws, General, Fiction - Romance, Social conflict - Fiction, Romance: Historical, Non-Classifiable, Outlaws - Fiction, Wyoming - Fiction, Western stories, Romance - Historical, Social conflict, Fiction, Romance - General, American Light Romantic Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Women outlaws - Fiction, Biography & Autobiography, Love stories
ISBN: 9780385309158
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Published: 1993-03-31T09:00:00+00:00

She didn't even breathe.

His hand rode up her waist until it rested beneath the swell of one corseted breast.

"If you're a whore, you'll honor that token just to be rid of me," he whispered against her hair.

His hand rode higher.

Her heart beat harder. Inside she felt a war was being waged. He might go away if she relented. But if she relented—

"Stop." She pushed his hand away before he cupped her breast. Stumbling from his arms, she went to the bed, where her possessions lay scattered across the mattress. Without forethought, she began stuffing them inside her carpetbag.

"You aren't a whore, are you?" he asked softly, watching her.

She didn't deny or confirm his words. She just kept packing.

"You're still the woman I knew back in Falling Water," he whispered reverently. "You're still fighting to keep your honor. So why are you here, Christal? Faulty's not beating you into working for him—he's too good-natured. There's no apparent reason on earth for you to be here, doing what you're doing. So why are you here, Christal? Why?"

Tears threatened. She didn't dare answer; she just kept cramming all her worldly belongings into the small, worn carpetbag.

He put a hand on hers and stopped her. Slowly he lifted her hand and turned over the palm. The scar gleamed in the yellow lamplight. He met her gaze. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears. The questions went unspoken.

Laughter from the barroom filtered through the floorboards, shattering the moment. Hastily she pulled her hand away and, like a madwoman, continued packing.

He laughed. "What do you think you're doing? You think you're just going to ride out of town like you did last August?" He nodded to the window, which had three inches of snow clinging to the sills. "You're not going to get out of here till the spring thaw." He stepped over and took her bag. He set it on the bureau, far from her reach. "That's right, it's just going to be you and me. . . . For months, darlin' . . . That oughta be time enough to get you out of anybody's system."

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