Love made them marry against their family's wishes and against their separate hopes and dreams. She believes she can change his dreams; he knows it isn't possible.
Jennie had fallen in love with Sheriff Daniel Braddock the night they’d first met at her parents’ party. He’d been back in Boston to see his parents, but not planning to stay. His life was in frontier Kansas now and he swore he would never come back here again. She didn’t want him to leave; he couldn’t stay. But they’d decided to marry, in spite of their differences, in spite of both their families being against it. All she knew was that she wanted him…and she would find a way to convince him to move back to Boston.
He’d married Jennie in a spell of craziness. She was from the life he’d left behind and would never return to. Their marriage would never work. She was pampered and spoiled. She would never make a frontier wife. So he’d left her behind with her parents, telling her he would come back for her, certain she would come to her senses first. And then she came to find him…
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Daniel clenched his hands at his sides at the mention of the very sore subject. He lowered his voice and said, “Knowing her folks, they must have thought she did have one.” He drew in a frustrated breath. “Jennie has something of a mind of her own. She’s been spoiled all her life. Does what she pleases most times.”
He studied the scarred wooden counter, feeling anger surging through him at the reminder of the wire he’d received two days ago. He’d barely slept a wink since, worrying over the many things that could happen to her as she traveled. His brothers, Ben and Caleb, hadn’t helped any with their constantly checking on him, constantly telling him how foolish he’d been to marry such a headstrong female. What did they know about love? That it could come up all of a sudden and trap a man before he knew what he was doing.
They had met six months ago when he’d reluctantly gone back East on family business. He’d never been so drawn to a woman. Jennie Gardner had stolen his heart almost from the second they’d been introduced at a party given by his parents. After a whirlwind courtship that surprised both families, they had gotten married a month later, just before he had to return to his job as sheriff of Dryfork, Kansas. She had tried to get him to stay there and they’d argued about it. He’d asked if she wanted out of the marriage, but she’d said no. He’d left her there with her parents, planning to get his ranch house ready for a wife, and planning to come back for her. If she didn’t change her mind and decide to stay in Boston. She hadn’t changed her mind. Nor had she waited for him there.
His thoughts shifted and without really meaning to, he said, “I got a letter yesterday, which she’d mailed over a week ago. Jennie claimed that she didn’t want to be a bother to anyone, including an escort. And she saw no sense in my going all the way there and turning around to come back here. She said she was perfectly capable of getting herself to Dryfork.”
Crystal Reed thought she had met the perfect man. Instead she finds herself entangled in a web of obsessive love and dark secrets, a world that has become tainted by deception and treachery.
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