Chapter 8
Harvey carried me to the edge of the river. Adam sat at the edge of the water, no doubting waiting for me to come and sit beside him. He looked so handsome, so tall and virile, the kind of man you'd find in a romance novel, thoughtful, considerate, and oh so heart-wrenchingly tormented. My body ached to throw myself into his arms and confess I'd broken my promise to make Pippa wait to get a horse until he was settled, but that older sense of self-preservation, the heart which had been broken by Gregory, by my mother, and even, dammit, my father when he'd abandoned me to deal with my mother, all gnawed at my gut and whispered caution.
I signaled Harvey to fade back into the gum trees and watched my beautiful employer until the first kiss of dawn brightened the sky. Adam stood, h
