From VICTORIA (Angel Creek Christmas Brides, # 19)
Her accusing gaze fixed on him. If he was running from something there was no place for him to hide under that pointed look. Luckily, he wasn’t running any more than he had been before the war.
A tear slipped down her cheek. He stopped short of taking her in his arms and kissing away the anger that marred her heart. As much as he hated seeing a woman cry, Victoria needed to feel her pain freely before she would begin to heal and live again.
He’d thought the long arm of the war wouldn’t reach him in the mountains, yet here it was staring him in the face. Guilty by association.
His life here was peaceful and non-complicated—just the way he liked it. But that was all about to change, he could feel it in his bones.
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