Chapter Thirty-two

It was the most bittersweet thing he had encountered in a long time, Alex decided and stood back and watched as she rose and went into Dinah’s arms and then her cousins.

And then finally into his.

“Thank you.” She sighed against his neck and he felt his throat constrict, for it wasn’t anger he felt when he held her, but gratitude and love.

“None of that Thank you, business.” He said when he pulled away and she nodded, looked into his eyes,

“We’ll need to talk.” She said, and he nodded,

“We will, once we know what to do to the cowardly bloke. Once we’re safe and home.” She nodded and took his hand, grateful when their hands intertwined.

“Okay.”

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She didn’t mind riding back home at night, but she wouldn’t suffer the horses to move when they were tired and settled to make camp, several long miles away from where she had been imprisoned.