The Wildest Heart by Rosemary Rogers

Author:Rosemary Rogers [Rogers, Rosemary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Western, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 1402256957
Amazon: B004MME71A
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Published: 2009-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Three

It was hot in the kitchen, and I could feel the perspiration pouring down my back and between my breasts. I pushed a strand of damp hair off my forehead with the back of one hand impatiently, wishing that my fingers were not so slippery and my mind so active… and then it happened.

The knife slipped. All I can recall now is feeling a sharp, stinging sensation, and then I heard the knife clatter down onto the table, and I was staring down stupidly at my fingers as if they did not belong to me, and at the blood that spurted from the deep cut across two of them. I knew that I ought to do something about it. I could not stand here bleeding all over the meat I had been cutting up for dinner and the table and the floor. I suppose it was a combination of shock and annoyance at myself for having been so clumsy that held me there as if I had been paralyzed, disinterestedly watching the gushing of my own blood.

Suddenly the door was kicked open and I looked up in a daze, and saw the one person I had least wanted or expected to see.

“Luz? Where in hell is everyone?”

The doorway was low enough to make him duck his head when he came in, narrow enough so that he seemed to block out the bright sunlight that had streamed in for a moment, almost blinding me with its sudden brilliance.

I was dressed as Luz usually dressed and I think that during those first few moments, until his eyes became used to the dimness, he mistook me for Luz. “There are times when I think everyone around here goes a little crazy! Where’s Ramon? And what in hell did you say to Julio to make him look so grim? I had to shoot one of the horses.” He turned away to the water crock and began to drink thirstily out of the dipper, grumbling all the while. “Of course it had to be the one I was riding, and then I had to walk all the way back here in the broiling sun. And Julio—you’d think he’d stop and give me a ride back, but no, he gave me a sullen answer instead and wouldn’t stop. Why are you standin’ there just staring at me, for God’s sake?”

And then, over the rim of the tin dipper I saw his eyes widen very slightly, the green flecks coming alive in them when he recognized me at last as he turned back to face me.

“Rowena? To find you in the kitchen…”

I think I must already have been rather light-headed from loss of blood, for I began to back away from the look of surprise in his face, and felt suddenly weak, so that I almost fell and had to clutch at the table for support. I felt the sticky warmth of my own blood through the folds of my skirt, and then with an angry exclamation, he was there, clearing the room in a single stride.

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