The Major's Daughter by Regina Jennings

Author:Regina Jennings
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance;Christian fiction;Love stories;FIC042030;FIC042040;FIC027050
ISBN: 9781493420285
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2019-10-03T16:00:00+00:00

For the last week at her homestead, she’d felt so alone, so isolated, but tonight had been a night of dreams. The spirit she’d tried to hide in Galveston and the skills that were useless at the fort had come to her aid when she’d needed them.

Leaving the glow of a hundred campfires behind them, Caroline and Frisco set off across the dark prairie to her home in the hill. The new moon shed no light on their way, but the clear sky gave them stars by the millions. And in her opinion, each of them twinkled.

“I can’t tell if I’m exhausted or exhilarated.” Caroline hopped over a rabbit warren that she’d barely seen coming.

“What’s the difference?” Frisco asked.

“Whether I think I could do it some more,” she said.

He grinned and took her hand. Higher and higher he swung it while they walked, until it was high enough that she could pass beneath his arm for another spin.

“Knowing how irrepressible you are, I should’ve guessed that you’d dance like a fury,” he said after her pirouette.

“Knowing how persistent you are, I should’ve figured that you’d dance until they dragged you off the floor.”

She stood on her tiptoes and motioned for him to pass under the arch. He scrunched down to fit, bumping against her side as he twisted through. Emerging, he threw his arm out wide and spun around to swoop her up against himself.

This was no longer a dance. Her feet were back on terra firma, and she was in his arms, held against his warmth. Wind whistling over the grass was the only music they swayed to now, rocking each other gently. The cool night air caressed her bare arms as they stretched up around his neck. An auburn curl caught the wind and teased his face.

At the dance, Caroline had thrown caution to the wind. She’d ridden the excitement wherever it had led, but it was leading somewhere definite now. Or was that what Frisco wanted her to think?

“Caroline?”

She’d heard the same tone from the swains in Galveston, but she hadn’t expected Frisco to be able to mimic it so precisely.

“You’re calling me Caroline now?” She tilted her head back and wrinkled her nose at him. “That’s why Father always cautioned me against robust dancing. ‘It leads to familiarity,’ he said.” She stepped away, vaguely aware that her inhibitions were fading. But as long as she remembered the consequences of letting down her guard . . .

Frisco rubbed his cheek even as a rueful smile spread across his face. “I wish I’d had a father to teach me the same. Then I wouldn’t have to protect myself from young ladies like you.”

“Well, maybe you spun me around one too many times. I can’t be held liable if I’m too dizzy to stand up straight.”

“Then allow me to help you,” he said as he offered his arm.

It was a respectable gesture, she supposed. Proof that he was as pleased with the evening as she was.

“I’ve never apologized for what I said to you before the race.

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