Who is that girl?" Loretta demanded one evening.
"What girl?" Hunter felt heat rising up his neck and avoided meeting his wife's flashing blue gaze.
" girl, the one who seems to have something in her eye."
Hunter obliged Loretta by giving Bright Star a bored glance. "She is sister to my woman who is dead." He bent back over the arrowhead he was sharpening. "She is called Bright Star."
"She doesn't very bright. Is that a tic, or does she always blink that way?"
Hunter smothered a snort of laughter. "She makes eyes, yes?"
"At you?"
He straightened and lifted a dark brow. "You think she makes eyes for you?
"What girl?" Hunter felt heat rising up his neck and avoided meeting his wife's flashing blue gaze.
" girl, the one who seems to have something in her eye."
Hunter obliged Loretta by giving Bright Star a bored glance. "She is sister to my woman who is dead." He bent back over the arrowhead he was sharpening. "She is called Bright Star."
"She doesn't very bright. Is that a tic, or does she always blink that way?"
Hunter smothered a snort of laughter. "She makes eyes, yes?"
"At you?"
He straightened and lifted a dark brow. "You think she makes eyes for you?
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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