A HUSBAND FOR CHRISTMAS
by Sarah J. McNealPrairie Rose Publications
Historical Western Holiday Romance
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A night of horror… a wish for a new
life...and a secret love
Jane Pierpont and her son, Robin, survived the Titanic, but her
husband went down with the ship and the emotional scars of that night have kept
her and her son locked into that frightening event. Robin is terrified of deep
water and Jane has nightmares and survivor’s guilt. She yearns for a family, a
loving husband and maybe another child, but she feels disloyal to Michael’s
memory whenever Teekonka Red Sky comes near her.
Teekonka Red Sky loves Jane and her son, but all his efforts to help them past their painful memories of the night Michael Pierpont died have been unsuccessful. Unwilling to give up, can his Lakota beliefs help him bring peace to Robin and free Jane to love again?
Teekonka Red Sky loves Jane and her son, but all his efforts to help them past their painful memories of the night Michael Pierpont died have been unsuccessful. Unwilling to give up, can his Lakota beliefs help him bring peace to Robin and free Jane to love again?
Excerpt:
He laughed, the sound rich and deep, interrupting
her. “I know your name…Jane.” He spoke her name softly, reverently as if it
were a treasure. He chuckled a little.
“My first name’s about as long as my last.”
“Does Teekonka mean something in Lakota, like brave
or warrior, or some such thing?”
“It means ‘talks too much.’ Figures, doesn’t it?” He
did laugh then, and Jane couldn’t help laughing along with him.
He touched her face at the corner of her mouth with
his finger. “Your face brightens when you laugh.”
Jane backed away. “You’re just flirting with me
now.”
He flashed her a wide grin. “Yes ma’am, I am, but I
also mean it. You are very pretty.”
She stood speechless unable to respond to him. She
couldn’t remember the last time a man complimented her, let alone blatantly
flirted with her. It felt good, like a warm hug on a cold day. He bent his head
and kissed her. His lips, warm and supple, took hers in a tender way, so
sensual, yet asking nothing more. Jane’s heart beat against her ribs, and heat
flooded her core. All too soon, Teekonka pulled away and grinned.
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