Joy's Return (Unconventional Series #4) by Verna Clay

Author:Verna Clay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: historical romance, western romance, series romance, historical western romance, romance series, turn of the century romance, 1920s romance
Publisher: Verna Clay

Chapter Twenty: Under the Canopy

Walker jumped to his feet to follow Joy. He'd driven to the Jeromes to ask her to consider staying another month, but when he'd seen a storm brewing, he'd borrowed one of Jake's horses to find her.

He was an idiot. He should have told her long ago about Murphy, but she'd been so enamored with the horse that seeing the light fade in her eyes when she knew the truth, had kept him silent. He'd even come to accept that her belief in the horse, as well as Jake's, was justified, and his wife's death had only been a freak accident.

But when Murphy had galloped past him riderless, he'd galloped to locate Joy. Seeing her lying motionless on the ground was like history repeating itself. However, yelling the truth about Murphy while consumed with anger had been stupid. He had to apologize.

He started running after her. Her sobs, heard under their shelter of dripping leaves, wrenched his gut. He called her name, but she kept running. A short sprint brought him to within reach of her and he grabbed her around the waist, pulling the back of her to the front of him. She struggled to get away and cried out, "How could you not tell me? I hate you!"

He pulled her tighter, wrapping his arms around her flailing ones until she was imprisoned. She kicked backward, but her foot only grazed his shin. In a desperate attempt to calm her, he twisted her around and planted his mouth against hers.

Immediately she ceased struggling.

Walker's attempt to quiet Joy backfired and he moaned. Just as before, her small body felt so good against his large one. He deepened the kiss, reveling in reactions both physical and emotional that he had thought were gone forever. He loosened his grip, but she did not attempt another escape. His palms framed her face and he kissed her with the same passion he had kissed his wife. Momentarily, he felt a wave of guilt for craving Joy, but guilt was replaced by love and desire. When she responded to his kiss by wrapping her arms tightly around his neck like she had done before, he was lost to anyone and anything but her. Loving Joy could never be wrong.

She was not experienced at kissing, so he gentled his mouth. She arched up into him and made a little sound, as if pleading with him to again deepen the kiss, and God help him, he did. He ravaged her mouth and grazed his tongue over her lips. She opened for him and became his most excellent pupil. Soon, he wondered who was teaching whom.

Unable to stop himself, he lowered his hands to her bottom and lifted until her legs straddled his waist. Now her head was higher than his and she leaned over him, continuing their kisses. He belonged to her.

Moving his mouth to her neck, he kissed and suckled and then moved lower until he had contact with her breasts. She was small but perfectly formed and he imagined her naked beneath him.

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