Red Satin
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“It wouldn’t say much for my training if I could not cope with one horse, love-mad though he was.” He let go of her long enough to clasp her hand, tug a gold ring off his little finger and place on hers.
“What does this mean? That you expect to possess me?”
“No, that I promise you everything, body and soul, come hell fire or high water. I want us never to be parted. Now, will you marry me?”
She smiled finally. “I think I’m still in shock.”
“Selina, please.” He clasped his arms around her to prevent any escape.
“Yes, Devon, I will marry you, but under one condition.”
“Your father has promised you Chalice, Silk, Taffy and her foal, plus any other horse you wish for your stable. I am almost afraid to ask your condition, but name it.”
“You stop being so indirect.”
He groaned, then stopped her laughter with a kiss that drew a squeak from the maid passing in the hall. When Selina looked up, Roth was shaking his head, but with a smile.
About the Author
Barbara Miller teaches in the Writing Popular Fiction program at Seton Hill University. She has published mysteries, young adult novels, and historical romances, including one nominated for a Rita. She lives on a farm with her husband and a pack of unruly dogs.
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