The Baddest Bride in Texas by Maggie Shayne

The Baddest Bride in Texas by Maggie Shayne

Author:Maggie Shayne [Shayne, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460861424
Published: 2012-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

Kirsten was already dressed for the journey. Not in the clothes of Mrs. Joseph Cowan, but in a pair of borrowed jeans and a T-shirt, with a denim shirt from the saddlebags for added warmth. Her uniform was gone. Her pretend face. Her make-believe self. Gone, leaving her stripped bare, at the mercy of the elements. There would be no more hiding. No more rich-man's-wife routine, no more attitude. She was just Kirsten Armstrong. She was just a liar and a murderer on the run from the law. No makeup kit or closet full of clothing was going to change that. Not even the love of a man like Adam Brand could change that.

It was no good. No good staying here with Adam and watching him fall for her all over again. No good feeling those old feelings for him trying to pry their way out of the prison where she'd kept them locked away all this time. None of that was any good at all.

She crammed some of the supplies into one set of saddlebags; then she saddled the remaining horse and mounted up. This was her fight. Not Adam's. She'd dragged herself into this mess alone, and she would damned well get out of it alone. She'd ruined enough lives.

She turned Mystic around and started for the border. She would have plenty of time. She figured the canyon where Adam had gone to meet his brother was a half hour's ride from here. By the time Adam got there and back, she would have a solid head start. And if he was smart, he wouldn't bother following her, anyway.

She dug in her heels, leaned low over the sleek, muscled neck and held on. The mare sailed through the night like a cloud across the face of the moon. Gloriously chilled air rushed over Kirsten's face, lifted her long hair. Animal heat warmed her where her legs held tight to the horse's sides, and she felt those powerful muscles bunching and lengthening beneath her.

It had been a long time since she'd done anything like this … given anything in her life this kind of rein. Run headlong through the night and let the thrill of it invigorate her to the marrow. The stars glittered down, and the moon lit her way. A silver strand glistened ahead, a stream, and she leaned, squeezed, spoke softly. The mare jumped it easily, landing again and never breaking stride. This was good. And freedom lay just ahead.

Freedom…

She'd thought freedom had come when she'd found her husband lying dead on that cold marble floor. But it hadn't. Joseph still imprisoned her, even from death.

Now she thought she would find this elusive thing—this freedom she craved—on the far side of the Mexican border. But would she?

She eased her seat, let up on the mare. Their pace slowed, and Kirsten asked herself just what it was she wanted freedom from. Prison? A murder charge? Yes, certainly those things. But what about Texas ? Her home, her



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