is killing Conductors on the Underground Railroad one by one. With a cellar full of runaways, Olivia
Mathieson must decide – is the handsome Fenton Pierce-Smythe savior, or
traitor?
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is killing Conductors on the Underground Railroad one by one. With a cellar
full of runaway slaves, Olivia June Mathieson must decide – is the handsome
Fenton Pierce-Smythe savior or traitor?
Fenton Pierce-Smythe’s fiancee and grandfather were killed when runaway slaves
spooked their horses. Determined no one else will face that pain, he hunts
runaways to return them safely to their owners. But can he remain unmoved by
their plight? And unaffected by the beautiful woman who risks her life to lead
them to freedom?
sour ale, unwashed bodies, and horse hung in the air like a sail in a calm, but
this caterwauling could bring a strong man to his knees.
Remarkably so. She had blond ringlets, brown eyes, and a pair of delicate rosy
lips pursed in an invitingly kissable shape. But, the noise coming from them
was enough to make one wish for a fence full of toms serenading their lady
love.
through his hair, praying for the singing to stop. Fenton Pierce-Smythe
considered himself a patient man, unflappable and usually tolerant of his
fellow man. Truly, though, this was testing even his limits.
Especially in taverns. Reactions ranged from drunken jeers and catcalls to
being ignored. Fenton admired her courage though, both for her attempt to
redeem the souls of his fellow patrons, and for her actually singing with that
voice. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, wishing he had
the guts to put his fingers in his ears instead.
opened his eyes to see the object of his fantasies heading his way with a
coffeepot. As she approached, the color of her eyes became clearer, a deep,
rich brown capable of drowning a man as surely as sable invited one’s touch.
Many souls had been lost for less. He watched her serve coffee at the next
table. Then she was right there, standing by his table.
libation.”
He raised a brow and looked
from his glass to her face, then slowly smiled. “Only if you’ll stay with me
and keep me from temptation.”