Free A Western Romance: Love Storm - Western Historical Romance: (Western Fiction, Western Books, Western Brides) (Leap of Love Series Book 4) by Paige Powers

any moment, and they wanted to be prepared.
    "I don't think that he's coming back," Bianca commented.
    Boyd looked over in Bianca's direction. "You can never be too sure, Miss Simmons."
    Their eyes met. All of a sudden, Boyd felt giddy, dizzy with an unknown emotion. It was as if when their eyes met, his world all of a sudden went off kilter.
    Bianca blushed. "Coffee?" She walked over to him, and offered him his cup personally.
    "Thank you."
    Bianca shrugged like it was not a big deal. "It's black. There is nothing else to offer to go with it."
    "It's fine." He sipped his coffee, which was strong and black just as he needed in this moment. "Thank you very much."
    Bianca stood there as if she was thinking and wanted to say something, and then walked away.
    Boyd sipped his coffee, his mind newly on the woman standing in front of him. She was gorgeous. Her spirit was infectious. Her smile was genuine, although she looked to be a bit exhausted, which made a lot of sense.
    He tried to turn around and focus on something else. Seeing Bianca in person was practically mind blowing. This is the woman who they had searched for, the woman that he heard about, but had not known or seen in person.
    It had been storming for at least on hour, but it looked to slack off briefly before starting back steady again.
    Neither Boyd nor Beau let up from their watch. As far as Boyd was concerned, there was no way that he was going to back off of his job until Bianca was home in her father's house.
    The rain was coming down in sleets, to the point where visibility was not present.
    Scout was not letting Bianca out of his sight, and Boyd understood. If he had a sister, he would fiercely protect her at all costs. He sympathized with Scout's fight to preserve his family.
    "Ms. Simmons, I know that it is still a delicate time, but it would be best if you described for us what happened during your abduction. It would be helpful to know so that when we locate Red Davies, we can lodge the correct charges against him."
    A scowl came across Scout's face. "Beau, I really don't think that this is the time to discuss such things."
    Boyd did not want any issues to arise between his brother and Scout, but he agreed with Beau.
    "I agree with my brother. It's best to hear your sister's account of things as long as they are fresh in her memory. The longer we wait, the more the memories start to fade or get confused."
    "What else is there to know? Red Davies, that devil of a character, kidnapped my sister and held her for ransom. When he got the money, he ran off and it was the best thing that he could have done. End of story."
    Boyd knew that he had to tread lightly. "Scout, we are all glad that it's over, but it is important to know what happened. What if your sister needs to see a doctor? And we need to make sure that we have a full account of what transpired. It may be difficult to hear, but we need to know so like Beau said, when we catch Red, and we will catch Red, we will be able to put him away for good."
    Scout gently massaged his sister's hand. "I just really don't want to listen to what he did to hurt her." Scout's jaw was clenched when he spoke, and it was apparent that he was full of rage.
    "It is all right, Scout. It would be better for me to get it off of my chest. Talking about it will make it better, and I would like to do whatever I can to make sure that Red is caught."
    Bianca closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to recount everything that she could remember about the past week.
     
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    The second Red revealed that he had been in love with her mother, Bianca knew that the man would not harm her. She could tell by the look in his eyes when he told the stories and mentioned her mother's name, that he could not harm her. And she had a certain respect for him as well. After all, no one had ever shared any stories with her about her mother.
    Now Samantha seemed more real to her. A woman in love. Torn between two men. It was the kind of tragic