Her youth was obvious by the manner in which Uncle Howard had her dressed and coifed. Each time a man was introduced to her, he emphasized how young she was, but in truth, she didn’t understand why. Her uncle had been behaving strange all evening. Her cheeks reddened, and she scooted closer to the large plant in the corner where she stood. Not for the first time that evening, she examined the creation her uncle had expressly ordered for her to wear. She’d never met her cousin Harriett and couldn’t muster interest in the engagement ball her fiancé held for them, especially with the manner of her dress. The scent of roses filled the air, and occasional laughter punctuated the animated conversations.

She stood against the wall in the massive ballroom of her cousin’s estate watching the crowd move around the room greeting one another. To my mother who has always believed in me.Īt fourteen, Reena Harrison had no idea that she was about to meet the man she would always love. To my loving husband and son who are my heroes. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations Persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Īll rights reserved. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real.

Crushing Desire by April Dawn