Rocky Mountain Man (Historical) by Jillian Hart

Author:Jillian Hart [Hart, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Historical fiction, Western stories, General, Romance, Western, Historical, Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9780373293520
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-05-01T08:47:13+00:00

Chapter Ten

Why was it the man looked like an archangel while asleep? Betsy resisted the urge to brush the tangle of black hair away from the hard angle of his face so she could admire him better. His features were hard, but the muscles beneath the bronzed skin were relaxed. Not exactly soft, his face could never be mistaken for that, but the bitterness was gone along with the anger and the ferocity. What remained carved in his features and etched in the grooves and character lines on his face astounded her.

Nobility. Strength. Integrity.

Vastly different from the man who burned with so much hatred that the fury emanating from him would make the fires of hell seem tepid by comparison.

It didn’t look to her as if he’d moved since this time yesterday, but the basket on the table was empty. Good. She couldn’t resist laying her hand on his brow. Not overly warm—just warm from sleep, not from fever. He made a low noise in his throat, not exactly a moan but definitely a sound as if he’d liked being touched and pressed against her.

Her heart gave a little sigh. Why on earth she felt affection for this difficult bear of a man, she wished she knew. He couldn’t seem to stand her when he was awake. The total sum of their interactions had been, in large part, him trying to escape her or telling her to keep away. No, he definitely didn’t feel this floating awareness, like a summer’s cloud sailing along. But she’d been in deep love before and it was not so long ago that she didn’t remember how it started.

Just like this.

What she didn’t know was what to do if the man didn’t feel the same way. With Charlie, it had been evident from the start the way their souls stirred when they were together that they were destined to marry. To spend a happy loving life together.

And they had.

The problem was that she thought her marriage to be so special and rare, the bond she and Charlie had, that finding that again would be impossible. Didn’t a soul mate imply there was only one match? That as soul mates, there could never be anyone better for the other?

And what happened to Charlie, waiting for her in heaven, when she was falling in love with someone else? These things troubled her greatly. It was a sign she was thinking too much. The one thing she knew for sure was that she never had to worry about replacing Charlie. Duncan Hennessey hated her. It was that simple.

And that sad.

She withdrew her hand to lay her palm against the center of her chest, between her breasts, where she hurt as if a serrated blade had sunk deep behind the bones. When she ought to be getting something accomplished, she was sitting idle, watching him sleep. Staring at the way his mouth, a hard, terse frown by day, had transformed into a pliable, soft-arched upper lip, with a pronounced

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