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by Jenny Andersen
Description: Luke Stone has spent ten years in prison for someone else's crime. The last thing he wants when he gets out is to return to the town whose people falsely accused him, but a man with no possessions, no home, and no future has little choice. Hannah Bluefield has loved Luke all her life, but he doesn't know it. She knows he's innocent, and his parole is a godsend. Luke needs a job. Her struggling ranch needs a strong back. And Hannah needs to know if she'll ever mean as much to him as he does to her. Luke wants desperately to leave Stone's Crossing, but he can't resist his attraction to Hannah. Can he put aside his past and let himself care for her, or will the pull of freedom be too much?
eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc./Yellow Rose, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: December 2009
46 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [345 KB]
Reading time: 223-312 min.
When he took the seat opposite her, Hannah picked up the phone and came right to the point. "There's a problem, Luke. I've been talking to an attorney. One of the parole board members is waffling at letting you live in an isolated location with a single woman. I don't know if the others will feel the same, but if one is against it...."
It wouldn't do a damned bit of good for him to say he hadn't done it. Everyone in here claimed to be innocent. And even if he were guilty, he'd never hurt Hannah. She didn't deserve that, even though he had enough bad feelings about his late wife that he wouldn't ever go near a woman again. "Well, shit," he said.
"Yes. So, how badly do you want to get out of here?"
"If you're planning to send me a cake with a file in it, I have to tell you it won't work." He laughed at the thought of honest-as-the-day-is-long little Hannah Bluefield breaking him out of prison, and the laugh surprised the hell out of him. He thought he'd forgotten how.
Her chest heaved with fast, nervous breaths. "If you're willing to work for me, I think there's a way."
In spite of his certainty that he'd never get tangled up with a woman again, he eyed the rise and fall of her breasts with interest. Little Hannah Bluefield had certainly grown up.
"We could get married," she said.