Desperado's Gold by Linda Jones

Author:Linda Jones
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: e-reads
Published: 2003-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

He could feel every rut in the road, every turn of the wheel. Each bullet had burned a path as it had entered his body, but now he could sense nothing where the wounds should be. That was more frightening than being shot . . . not being able to feel the pain.

Catalina’s hand lay on his chest, and his hand covered hers. He could feel that, at least. Her warm, soft skin over his heart.

She loved him. He hadn’t wanted that, at least he hadn’t thought he wanted it. But at the moment it was something to hold on to. She loved him. It was impossible; more than he had ever imagined for himself. Catalina Lane was pretty and smart and pure, and still she had given him her body and her heart. It was more than he deserved.

Why would she love him? It made no sense, but he decided to let the nagging question go and just believe.

For Catalina he could change his life. Everything she’d said to him . . . was it only yesterday? . . . was true. It was a big country. He could change his name, move far away, and live a normal life.

A normal life, he chided himself. He didn’t even know what a normal life was. What could he do? How would he support himself and Catalina? How could he forget what he was?

Catalina could help him . . . help him forget, teach him what a normal life was like. Show him what it was like to meet a person and not see fear in their eyes.

For years he’d dreamed of gold. Of striking it rich. Gus had started that . . . spending every waking minute talking about finding gold, and how great their lives would be once they had it. Even after Gus’s death, and after giving up mining for good, he’d continued to dream of gold. It haunted him, more nightmare than dream, and sometimes when he woke he could still see it, shining and yellow and bright.

He’d dreamed of gold again last night, when he’d fallen asleep with Catalina in his arms. This time it had been no nightmare, but a quiet dream that came with a feeling of peace and happiness he hadn’t known since Gus’s death sixteen years earlier.

The gold he had dreamed of last night was no hard ore men killed and died for. It wasn’t worth a lot of money . . . and still it was the most valuable treasure in the world.

It was the gold in Catalina’s eyes that had filled his dreams. Flecks of gold in amber more precious than any motherlode. Hard and flashing, soft and filled with tears. Condemning and forgiving. He’d seen it all there.

And love, too. He’d tried to deny it, but he’d seen love in those eyes. Catalina’s eyes. The most precious gold he’d ever seen, would ever see.

He saw them now, even with his eyes tightly closed. Her scent surrounded him; her breathing above him was fast and irregular, her hand beneath his trembled.

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