Twin of Fire Chandler Twins 1 3 Jude Deveraux Lee was there alone, leaning against the railing, the carriage drawn by that big black and white spotted horse of his nearby. There was no sign of Houston, and Blair thought of waiting in the shoe shop across the street until her sister showed up. But Lee saw her and shouted loud enough for the entire town to hear, "Planning to turn tail and run? He was grinning at her in a smirking way that made her wish she were a man and could challenge him to a duel. What would Mr.
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Twin of Fire Chandler Twins 1 3 Jude Deveraux Lee was there alone, leaning against the railing, the carriage drawn by that big black and white spotted horse of his nearby. There was no sign of Houston, and Blair thought of waiting in the shoe shop across the street until her sister showed up.
But Lee saw her and shouted loud enough for the entire town to hear, "Planning to turn tail and run? He was grinning at her in a smirking way that made her wish she were a man and could challenge him to a duel. What would Mr. Gates say? She thought he despised her. Before she could speak, Houston appeared, her face flushed and distracted looking.
She was about to have to say something pleasant to me. Lee took her elbow and escorted her to the carriage. With a glance at her sister, Blair knew that she had to try again to show her what Leander was really like.
Leander, his hands on her waist, gave her a blank look for a moment, then began to smile. It looks to me like all your brains are going to the right places. As they were leaving town, two big, beefy men, driving a wagon that was so dilapidated that no respectable farmer would have had it, yelled at Leander to halt. The dark man, a fearsome, bearded, dirty-looking brute, addressed Houston in an aggressive way that Blair had never seen her allow in a man before.
If there was one thing that Houston knew how to do, it was to stop men who were too forward. Houston nodded politely to him and he bellowed at the horses and left in a cloud of dust. By the way, how could he tell us apart? Hurrying downstairs to catch Lee before he left, she was a witness to a little drama between the couple. Even from where Blair stood, she could see the way her sister drew away from being touched by Lee. Reed Westfield, glancing up at his son as he passed, saw the look of anger on his face and followed him to his room.
Leander was already throwing clothes into a valise when Reed arrived. Reed stood in the doorway for a moment and watched his son. Even though they looked nothing alike, Reed being short, stocky, and having a face with all the delicacy of a bulldog, they had much the same temperament.
It took a great deal to rouse the Westfield ire. Reed tried to hide a smile, coughed to cover it. Houston is utterly, totally perfect, without flaw. Someone mentioned that she was badgering you today. When you returned from Vienna and the last of your medical studies, you joined the legion of men, young and old, following the luscious Miss Houston Chandler around town, begging her to attend whatever you could think of, anything, just so you could be near her.
I believe I remember your rhapsodizing about her beauty and telling me how every man in Chandler had asked her to marry him. And I also remember the night you asked her yourself and she accepted you. I think you walked around in a daze for a week. The woman is a block of ice. She is completely frigid, without any emotion at all. I cannot marry someone like her and spend the rest of my life trying to live with a woman who has no feelings at all.
Your mother was very cool to me before we were married. She broke her parasol over my head one evening when I got too fresh. But later, after we were married I learned a few tricks while I was in Paris. He had been shocked when Houston had accepted his proposal immediately and asked if the twentieth of May would be a date that suited him, all in the same breath. The next morning, he had seen his picture in the paper as being engaged to Houston, and the article further stated that the happy couple was choosing her ring that morning.
And now, just weeks before the wedding, he was having second thoughts. Every time he touched Houston, she moved away from him as if he were repulsive. Of course he knew Duncan Gates, knew how the man never missed an opportunity to put a woman in her "place. His reasoning was that it would encourage women to be lazy, to gossip, and to flirt. All of which, Reed had written, had proven true-and the men were delighted.
Leander took a long, thin cigar from his pocket and lit it. Before you married Mother, did you worry that she might not change? I mean I The truth is, son, I seduced her. I gave her too much champagne and sweet-talked her for hours and seduced her.
You can get into an awful lot of trouble that way. To this day, I think you came about two weeks earlier than was proper. Houston is a lovely girl and You do what you think is best. Will you be here for dinner? Chapter 3 Blair sat in her room on the top floor of the Chandler house and tried to concentrate on an article about peritonitis, but, instead, her eyes kept moving to the window where she could see her sister cutting roses in the garden below.
Blair could see that Houston was humming, smelling the roses and, in general, enjoying herself. And then there was that episode in town with that man Taggert. Blair put her journal down and went to the garden. Taggert looked as if he were getting angry and I wanted to prevent a quarrel. He looked capable of doing anything to anybody.
Twin of Fire
She was a pretty young woman, with dark brown hair highlighted with red glints, wide-set blue-green eyes, a straight, aristocratic nose and a small, perfectly shaped mouth. Blair paused for a moment, blinking back tears of happiness, as she looked at the people in front of her. There were her aunt and uncle, Alan beside them, watching her with love in his eyes, and surrounding him were her fellow medical students-one woman and seven men. Aunt Flo, with the grace of a young girl, hurried forward. Everyone is dying to see your gifts. Blair thought she knew what was in the box, but she was afraid to hope.
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