claimed as he took a break from chopping wood. The reason for his sudden pause: a slender, dark-skinned girl, a
randmother-affectionately called big mo
cies, sorting through her finds. She tossed aside the ones that could make you sick and
shifted upward, revealing more of her smooth, hairless legs. The dress was ti
f fascination. The steel ax he'd gripped tightly for the past two hours s
out, his voice booming
eyes wide and her left hand pressed against her chest,
rame on full display in the afternoon sun. His chest was as broad a
shouted, panic cree
here?" she added, co
e you. Please forgive my manners!"
peaceful demeanor, Suzie de
aid, quickening her pace as sh
ow your name?" Babida called aft
r me?" Suzie shot back, then took off running, he
was too late. The beautiful stranger had disa
over him, the woodsman clenched his