Justice brought them together. The past could tear them apart.
If only this assignment hadn’t brought her into Texas. What were
the chances that she’d cross paths with that scoundrel Beau Kennedy? The day he
walked away from her in the dead of the night some ten years earlier was as
fresh now as it had been then.
Jess
believed every word he’d ever written to her. Every promise he’d whispered in
her ear those days they’d spent together in Dodge City. Everything about him
was ingrained in her heart.
She’d
never loved another. No man could take his place, no matter how much anguish
Beau had caused her. He had left a scar on her heart forever with his scarlet
letters and unfulfilled promises.
So
why did her heart pound as they drew closer to Texas?
Why
couldn’t she shake his ghost from her life? His twinkling whiskey eyes haunted
her at night when she fell asleep. His lips had branded hers with kisses as hot
as fire. She was his, even if his brand couldn’t be seen.
He’d
left without an explanation other than a note saying he cared for her deeply.
That he was protecting her by leaving. That was the last she’d heard of him or
his name.
Then she’d met Hollie Chandler and, under her guidance, became a
Pinkerton operative. For many years, Jess would follow a lead on Beau only to
find a dead end. There was no trace of a cowboy fitting his description; it was
as if he’d disappeared. While Hollie understood Jessica’s need to find him,
she’d encouraged her to give up the cause. And five years ago she had.
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