Austin could do little more than stare at the woman. "It's a prairie dog," he reminded her.

Cautiously, she brushed her fingers over its head. "It's just a baby. Please help her."

Dee was looking at him with so much hope in her big brown eyes that he couldn't do what he knew needed to be done. He slipped his gun into his holster. Thank God, she was married to his brother and not to him. Dallas could break her heart. Austin wouldn't.

Autor: Lorraine Heath

Austin could do little more than stare at the woman. "It's a prairie dog," he reminded her.<br /><br />Cautiously, she brushed her fingers over its head. "It's just a baby. Please help her."<br /><br />Dee was looking at him with so much hope in her big brown eyes that he couldn't do what he knew needed to be done. He slipped his gun into his holster. Thank God, she was married to his brother and not to him. Dallas could break her heart. Austin wouldn't. - Lorraine Heath


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