Chapter 6Two months later
It’s my wedding day. Man alive, I never thought I’d see it. Just weeks ago I had no idea.
Nellie stood patiently while Mary Red Squirrel laced up the corset, then slipped the ivory satin gown over her head and settled the rustling folds in place. In just a few minutes she would go downstairs. There the circuit riding preacher waited, along with all the folks from miles around who’d come to witness the event of the decade. Jack Campbell’s wild daughter is getting hitched. Out of all that gathering, there was only one she really wanted to see.
Elegant in a tailored suit of fine English wool, Steven Johns would be waiting. His beautiful face and form would stand out like a lantern amid guttering candles. She knew his gaze would be only on her as soon as she came i
