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“There is something you must do for me.”
Оглавление“Me?” He looked at her, his dark eyes shining in the firelight. “Your father was my friend. I’ll do what I can, but I’m leaving town tomorrow and don’t plan on ever coming back.”
As if of their own accord, his eyes washed over her body. He looked away abruptly, embarrassed, it seemed.
She pulled the buckskin tighter, conscious of her wet dress clinging to her, outlining her hips and legs. “That’s exactly why it must be you, Mr. Crockett. You and no other.”
He turned toward her, then, and narrowed his eyes. They were black again. Black as a Dublin night in Liffey Quay. “What exactly is it you want, Miss Dennington?”
She’d likely burn in hell for what she was about to propose, but she mustered her courage and did it anyway.
“I want you to marry me.”
