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| seeing Rufus and Crispin? I still don't understand why they didn't travel with us." |

| She eyed his scar. The water had made it turn a sort of purplish white, which intensified her interest in it. It made him look so much a man of mystery. Would he ever tell her how he had become scarred? Who had inflicted the scar? Did she even want to know? Perhaps she would not be able to accept his past! |

| "We've just a few days of travel ahead of us and then you'll know the answers to all your questions," Ashton said bluntly. He swung himself up into his saddle. "It's time to leave. I presume you've not changed your mind about traveling with me." |

| Sasha paled and her lips parted with surprise. "Why, no, Ashton, I haven't changed my mind," she murmured. |

| He nodded toward her horse. "Then if you don't want to be left behind, I suggest you get on your horse," he said flatly. |

| Shaken by his coldness, Sasha stared at him a moment longer, then, without looking at Ashton again, swung herself into the saddle. When she heard Lightning barking excitedly, she knew that Ashton had taken the pup up onto his lap. |

| Her chin held high, Sasha flicked her reins against Cloud's snow-white mane and rode away. As she rode past Ashton she could feel the heat of his eyes on her, as though branding her. |

| Two approaching horsemen made Stanford Sidwell draw rein and wait for their arrival. He chewed on a half-smoked cigar and squinted his eyes beneath the brilliant rays of the sun. |

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