Horizon Ridge cast away in time

she lodged him with a firm look that brooked no quarter. you be knowin’ wat kind of trouble dat be.

did she really have to explain? he hadn’t impressed upon her the suggestion he was stupid; sobeille was not one to give charitably in that department.

unaware of his family’s morals (though she would probably take obscene delight in them) sobeille smoothed the dislodged fur at her chest with a hard press of her tongue.

if you be wantin’ a wife, i suggest you go north up de coast. her eye sparkled with mischievous humor. what would chani think of this man? the prospect of sending him miles out of the way on a fools errand caused a pleasing ripple within her. it was delightful to be cruel for no reason; it gave her no motive, which meant no one would suspect her.

and no one would be watching.