73 Chapter 73

She gulped a breath. For heaven's sake, what was she thinking about? She wasn't going to end today in a box because she wasn't going to fight this duel. Now Kendall Winterborne was close enough to see how she trembled-and not from cold-he would take pity on her. If he didn't, she'd tell him nicely. It would mean losing face in front of Gabe, but she could do that, couldn't she? She glanced across the grass to where he stood sticklike against the blood red sky. The light that lived across the street. How dearly she loved him. How she always had. With her heart, her soul and ...

"Do you know what the count is?"

When she was wafting in the thought of how expansive, how deep her love was, must Stillmore's low-throated voice cut swathes in the air? Must he stand there, right beside her, with his slanting brows dark as dusk although it was dawn?