Welcome to A Week of Romance: From Our Heart to Yours mini series where we’ll be sharing excerpts from some of our romance novels. Today we have an excerpt from Colleen Hall’s historical romance, Wounded Heart. Grab a cup of coffee or tea and celebrate the love of reading with us!
Della Hughes longs for adventure and for freedom from the strictness and austerity of 1870s Boston society. When her uncle and guardian, General Clint Logan, uses his fortune to purchase property in Colorado and set up a horse ranch selling remounts to the western army, Della decides she must accompany him and his family to the West. Along the journey, Della encounters more adventure than she bargained for.
Rustlers, Indians, and rattlesnakes add danger to the trek. A persistent cavalry captain who believes Della would make him the perfect wife and a Cheyenne chieftain’s son who tells her she’s brought sunshine to his heart complicate her life. And the handsome army scout who ramrods their wagon train guards a secret from his past that makes him believe he’s not worthy of loving Della. She must meet the challenges of the West and convince the man of her heart that love is worth risking everything to gain.
With one hand on her saddle horn and the other on Hunter’s shoulder for balance, Della leaned into him. Shane bent and tipped his head so their hat brims wouldn’t bump. His mouth found hers. Della’s eyes drifted closed. He put all the love he couldn’t vocalize into his kiss, and she responded, sharing with him the love that filled her heart.
Her hand lifted from his shoulder to his neck. His shaggy hair curled over his collar, and her fingers clenched in the sandy-colored strands. His fingers speared into her braid and cupped the back of her head, holding her still for his kiss. At last, he lifted his mouth from hers and dropped light pecks all over her face. She opened dreamy eyes and looked into his. His eyes were bluer than the Colorado sky. Squint lines fanned out on either side of his face, a face she’d learned to love. She studied his features, realizing how dear he’d become during their weeks on the trail. For the first time, she considered the possibility that he wouldn’t come around to agreeing to marriage. What would she do should he refuse? Her life would be an empty wasteland without him.
“Della, darlin’.” His ragged voice drew her from her dismal thoughts. “What are you doin’ to me? I was content with my life until you came into it. Now, you’ve set my heart on fire, and my life will never be the same. You’ve made me hunger for things I thought would never be mine, a life with a woman at my side.”
“Shane, why does our love have to be so difficult? Together, we’ll be strong enough to face whatever life deals us.”
“You make it sound possible.”
“It is possible. I know it’s possible.”
His hand dropped from the back of her head. He curled his arm about her shoulders, tipped her out of the saddle, and pulled her across his lap, shifting her so she faced him. He gathered her close, wrapping both arms about her back and pressing her against his muscled chest. She clutched him about the neck while he kissed her, hungry kisses that stole the breath from her body and betrayed the depth of his feelings. At last, he broke off the kiss and tucked her face into the curve of his neck.
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