Taboo Love in the West Part 1: A Heart Off-Limits (Wild West Adventures in Love Book 3)

Taboo Love in the West Part 1: A Heart Off-Limits (Wild West Adventures in Love Book 3) by Ella Camsen

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about how you are getting on at the reservation. Judd told me you’ve opened a school? Would you like some help? I can pack Gwen into a papoose. Amitola gave Judd one as a gift when we found out I was having a baby. It’s wonderful, and it means I can take her anywhere!” Eliza almost jumped out of her skin as she heard his name. It was enough to set her skin tingling from top to toe, but it was a feeling she could never confide to anyone. She felt saddened that there would be no happy ending for her, like there had clearly been for her friend. Emmeline truly had found her soul mate by the way she talked about the handsome cowboy who had tamed her and made her settle down. She dragged herself back reluctantly to what her friend was saying and forced herself to reply as brightly as she could manage.
    “I’d love your help if you have the time. It would be wonderful to have some assistance here in town, too, if Judd can spare you. It is hard work and some of the children are doing better than others. It would be so wonderful to have another pair of experienced hands around so we can support the slower learners and stretch the faster ones. If you are sure you have the time to offer me I would be more grateful than you would ever know, but what on earth is a papoose, and why does it mean you will be able to help me out?”
    Emmeline danced over to the hook by the door and produced a sturdy looking carry sac that she then popped Gwen into. Eliza looked on amazed as she strapped the child onto her back, the tiny face peeking out looked so cute, but Emmeline was right, it did mean that she really could take her anywhere. “You can wear it at the front too, makes feeds very easy. Isn’t it a wonderful thing? The Indians have some wonderful things; we could learn a lot from them.” Eliza couldn’t help but agree. It truly was a wonderful invention, and she was glad to know that her friend also held the opinion she did that there was much to learn from their neighbours, rather than being afraid of them.
    The two women passed a wonderful afternoon together. Eliza changed Gwen and rocked her when she fretted, a loving bond built between them in record time. Emmeline bustled around preparing food for the evening meal, and she even invited Eliza to join them. Judd would take her home in their trap later on. She agreed gladly. She didn’t want this afternoon to end. They laughed and cried telling the stories of their journeys and Emmeline’s exploits since. Eliza prayed she would find her happiness in a little less dramatic of a fashion should she ever be blessed to receive it, but couldn’t help but admire the strength and tenacity of both her friend and her now devoted husband to making their mail order marriage work.
    Amitola loved looking out over the plains at sundown. It brought home to him that each day was a new beginning and that every task he had undertaken that day had brought him to this point – the point where he could relax and enjoy the moment. He had found that he was not alone in his love of the interplay of light, shadow and colours that occurred every night. Judd often joined him here on the bluff as he returned from guarding his herd to go home to his wife. Tonight was one of those nights, and though he enjoyed having this moment to himself, in recent days it had become harder and harder to still his mind and enjoy the silence. A perky and petite thought kept on breaking into his meditations, and he often found himself unable to achieve the relaxation and peaceful state he so desired to be able to return to.
    “Hey big fella,” the cowboy said. “You look miles away!”
    “I suppose I was. How are you? How is young Gwendoline doing?”
    “Great. Emmeline was complaining that she never stops eating, but I don’t think she meant it, though she says it can hurt a little at times. I think she is proud that we have such a hearty eater on our hands. She loved your birth gift by the way, uses it all the time.

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