Hunter drew her back against his chest and bent his head to press his face to her hair. "Blue Eyes…" He trailed his lips down one of her braids until he found the sweet curve of her neck. "Make a picture for me, yes? So I can see what you fear."
"What good will that do?"
"Fear is a strong enemy. I would stand beside you."
She sighed. "Hunter, are what I fear."
Releasing her shoulders, he slipped his arms around her, placing his palms beneath her breasts. He smiled at the way she gripped his wrists to make sure his hands didn't wander. "I strike fear into you because I am a man?"
"It isn't funny."
"I do not laugh. It is a sad thing, yes, that your husband is a man. A very terrible thing."
She rewarded him with a tremulous laugh, looking at him over her shoulder. "It that you're a man, exactly. It's what will happen between us you're a man.
"What good will that do?"
"Fear is a strong enemy. I would stand beside you."
She sighed. "Hunter, are what I fear."
Releasing her shoulders, he slipped his arms around her, placing his palms beneath her breasts. He smiled at the way she gripped his wrists to make sure his hands didn't wander. "I strike fear into you because I am a man?"
"It isn't funny."
"I do not laugh. It is a sad thing, yes, that your husband is a man. A very terrible thing."
She rewarded him with a tremulous laugh, looking at him over her shoulder. "It that you're a man, exactly. It's what will happen between us you're a man.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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