The Frasers-ClaySimon and Schuster, 01.05.2004 - 336 Seiten From bestselling author Ana Leigh comes the first in a dazzling new series, as the rugged Fraser men find love and passion in the Wild West. When Yankee beauty Rebecca Elliot discovers that single women aren't allowed on the wagon train bound for California, she takes desperate measures. Spying handsome Clay Fraser, she puts her flirty plan into action and wakes, the next morning, with a wedding band on her finger. Clay Fraser, a former Confederate soldier, is horrified to discover that he somehow got married last night -- and worse, to a Yankee. Worst of all, his new wife refuses to share his bed! Sparks fly and attraction burns as the wagon train heads west, but it will take a love as expansive as the Western sky to show Rebecca and Clay how to claim the passionate new life that is their destiny.... |
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... hand, she wouldn't be in this predicament if they hadn't started the miserable war. On the other hand, she had to live with her conscience. And the Lord knew how desperation often brought out the weakest qualities in one's character ...
... hand, she wouldn't be in this predicament if they hadn't started the miserable war. On the other hand, she had to live with her conscience. And the Lord knew how desperation often brought out the weakest qualities in one's character ...
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... hands on those breasts and on the rounded buttocks outlined beneath the clinging satin garment. She turned and approached him with a glass in each hand, the undulating sway of her hips giving him glimpses of her long, slim legs peeking ...
... hands on those breasts and on the rounded buttocks outlined beneath the clinging satin garment. She turned and approached him with a glass in each hand, the undulating sway of her hips giving him glimpses of her long, slim legs peeking ...
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... hand on him yet, but she had him hard and hot. “But look at that, your glass is empty,” she said. “And you've barely touched yours. I don't like to drink alone, Rebecca.” She downed her drink, then began to choke and cough. “This isn't ...
... hand on him yet, but she had him hard and hot. “But look at that, your glass is empty,” she said. “And you've barely touched yours. I don't like to drink alone, Rebecca.” She downed her drink, then began to choke and cough. “This isn't ...
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... Handsome, we've got the whole evening ahead of us,” she said, fending off the hand cupping her breast. To her relief, the whiskey finally caught up with him; he was having trouble sliding the dressing gown off THE FRASERS: CLAY 19.
... Handsome, we've got the whole evening ahead of us,” she said, fending off the hand cupping her breast. To her relief, the whiskey finally caught up with him; he was having trouble sliding the dressing gown off THE FRASERS: CLAY 19.
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... hands of his had a will of their own as his mouth captured hers in a hot, moist kiss. The thin fabric of her gown was no deterrent against the warmth of the palm caressing her breast, or the other hand sliding up her thigh to nestle ...
... hands of his had a will of their own as his mouth captured hers in a hot, moist kiss. The thin fabric of her gown was no deterrent against the warmth of the palm caressing her breast, or the other hand sliding up her thigh to nestle ...
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Chapter Four | 39 |
Chapter Five | 51 |
Chapter Six | 66 |
Chapter Seven | 79 |
Chapter Eight | 91 |
Chapter Fifteen | 180 |
Chapter Sixteen | 188 |
Chapter Seventeen | 199 |
Chapter Eighteen | 212 |
Chapter Nineteen | 226 |
Chapter Twenty | 235 |
Chapter TwentyOne | 243 |
Chapter TwentyTwo | 255 |
Chapter Nine | 106 |
Chapter Ten | 117 |
Chapter Eleven | 131 |
Chapter Twelve | 143 |
Chapter Thirteen | 155 |
Chapter Fourteen | 169 |
Chapter TwentyThree | 269 |
Chapter TwentyFour | 282 |
Chapter TwentyFive | 298 |
Chapter TwentySix | 310 |
Chapter TwentySeven | 320 |
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