You Belong to Me by Johanna Lindsey

Author:Johanna Lindsey [Lindsey, Johanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Historical, Adult
ISBN: 9780380762583
Google: pdjrgPmoCHgC
Amazon: 0380762587
Barnesnoble: 0380762587
Goodreads: 301826
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1987-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

It was still early in the afternoon the day they finally reached the mountain pass and began their descent. The sun had been shining for most of the morning during the last of their climb. And with the worst of the danger at least half over now, they all began to relax somewhat, despite the gloomy clouds that blew in and hovered over the western face of the mountain.

But the snow arrived less than an hour later and ended their run of good luck. Within thirty minutes, it was snowing so hard they could no longer see the trail in front of them and were forced to make camp.

While the tents were being erected, Alexandra worked frantically to create a windbreak and shelter for the horses, which were her main concern. She made use of the wagons, all of their contents, and at least half of the extra blankets she had brought along for precisely such an emergency. And she cursed Vasili beneath her breath all the while, blaming him and his wasted week with Countess Shevchenko for stranding them on top of a mountain, far from any decent shelter.

She was given pause, however, and reason to think she must be going snow-blind, when she saw Vasili helping her rather than seeing to his own tent and comfort. She continued to curse him, but she didn’t get as much pleasure out of it as she usually did, and stopped altogether when she felt something suspiciously like guilt.

So he could perform one unselfish act. That didn’t make much of a dent in all of his bad qualities—except he was helping her to protect her horses, her babies. She’d have to at least thank him—when she had the time.

The storm continued to unleash its fury all afternoon, and Alexandra continued to worry about her horses. They were as used to the cold as she was, but they usually had a warm stable to return to after being out in it. This situation was different, and her need to reassure them as much as herself was why she couldn’t remain in her tent for longer than an hour without checking on them.

She’d already done so twice. The third time she found someone else there ahead of her and heard him say, “Oh, Jesus,” before she realized it was Vasili huddled in a long fur cloak. She thought he was grumbling over the weather until she reached his side and saw that the shelter she’d fought to erect was half empty.

“What have you done?” she asked in a horrified whisper, blaming him automatically.

“I wish I could take credit, but I can’t.” The derision in his voice was also automatic, but at her stricken look, Vasili wished he could take it back. “Damn, I knew this was going to happen. You can’t expect to bring such valuable horses into these bandit-infested hills and not lose a few of them.”

“A few? All my whites are gone!” she cried, and then: “Oh, God, this is my fault. I called in the guards.

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