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The life and love of Sarah Beth.

Now that she has celebrated her 16th birthday,it seemed she had an insatiable curiosity about everything around her.She could not explain it to herself so she didnt expect anyone else to understand it, eather. When she was fourteen she was taken into the family of Scott and Jessica Brown after a band of renegade Apaches attacked her parents" wagon train.How she had escaped death or been takin captive by those savages had been a miracle When the browns had found her in the smoldering runins of the burning wagan with death all around her,she was in such a state of shock she could not remember what had happend Now some years later it was so horrible that she did not want to remember it.Sarah was so thankful she had been takin in by such nice people as the browns.The fact that they were about her parents age made it easy for sarah to fit in to there way of life. What a starnge and magnificent place it was, with snow up in the mountains.Sarhas favrite spot was called the eagles nest,It was there she sat on a late summers day to enjoy a few moments of peasefulness before going back to the browns ranch.

Suddenly every fiber in her young body came alive when she saw a pinto pony gallop into the canyon below.It's rider made sarahs bright blue eyes flash with excitement.She found herself gasping "god ,he is magnificent!"IT was true the man she veiwed was a most impressive figure in his buck skin pants,molding to his firm muscled body,his chest bare and bronzed.His jet black hair flowed around his back and to his shoulders.

Sarah watched as he leaped off his pinto and walked down to the waters edge. The bronzed god rose up from the pond and looked up at the gully as if he known she was sitting there watching the whole time. He stood there with the presence of a king ,giving her a lazy broad grin. Never had she seen a more handsome face. She sat there frozen .What she couldn�t know was that this man knew her well. He'd seen her on the day her parents were killed and he witnessed the killing. From that day, Sarah had been his obsession. As a young man of eighteen and a half breed . grateful that his tribe did not take the girl as there captive .He'd watched over her until the browns had rescued her. Only then had he ridden away to his mother shack. They called him hawk, his mother was a white woman. She had told him he was the son of a Indian chief who had taken her captive when she was a young woman. She never told him who the Indian chief was ,nor did he ask as he grew up. He was just grateful to the man who rescued his mother and taken her for his wife, along with the infant boy she'd borne.

Like this wonderful land Sarah beth was the most unusual young girl Jessica brown had learned there was a quality about her Scott agreed with his wife about .Granted she is a beautiful young miss but there is something about that girl I can not describe Now another year had come and gone and the little girl had bloomed in to a breathtaking young lady Since the encounter with the handsome bronzed guy she had viewed in the canyon .she'd been wondering if she experienced a new kind of laev is this what a man and woman shares that leads to marriage the attraction she had felt for this young god - was this how a young lady feels when courted? Sarah had near been kissed .Only recently she had been pandering these things She dwelled in fantasy and daybreak of the man that was take her heart and posses her love Jessica and Scott brown had decided that Jessica and Sarah beth would take a trip to town to visit Jessica sister Sara had to take one last ride in the country side before leaving to go to town.but Sarah was not prepared for the blast of rifle fire echoing through the woods nor was she holding the reins tightly on to her horse The sudden shock made the horse rear up tossing Jessica to the ground She happen to fall on a big rock her head hitting the side she lay there unworthier long hair entangled with the wild ferns growing around the big rock Sara felt her self sinking into a blackness.

When she awoke she was looking in to the eyes of the handsome young man.She gave him a week smile still dazed by the tremendous blow she had takin to her head.Her horse was no were in site Hawk figured it was making its way back to the browns ranch. To see her lying there,so helpless hawlk put her on on his pinto and rode to his mothers cottage.Still dazed Sarha did not recall the ride she shared with the bronze god she had seen the day before.When she was conscious and aware of her surroundings,she opend her eyes slowly to see a pleasent little room with the smell of wild flowers.She lay there staring at the ceiling before leting her eyes dart to the left or right.But when she did she seen the most loveliest lady she had ever seen. Such a warm smile on her face."are you all right? she woman asked her.Being a woman of passion she did not have to be told this was the girl of her young boys passion.she could see why he could be so affected by one so beautiful.Sarha slowly tried to raise her self up out the bed but she was forced to lay back down.She gave out a moan.She told the woman thank you for your care,"sarah told her as she offerd her hand to the woman in a friendly gesture."i am sarha "And im Solange,dear and it was my son hawlk that found you.Something about the womans charm and her accent instantly cought Sarhas attention.The name of her son fascinated sarha.It was the most unusaual name.

"Halk?" sarha echoed,rising up to prop herself on the pillows. "my name is Joe Hawk,Sarah".his black eyes stared directly at her and a fire sparked in them like nothing sarah had never seen before in a mans eyes.Well then thank you Joe for coming to my aid and bring me to your home.Praying that her voise was not cracking or the flush she was feeling was not showing on her face."it was my honor and and my mothers pleasure to help you".The sight of him and the nearness as he stood at the foot of the bed.made Sarha trimble.throgh all-knowing eyes of Salange detected the nerous fluttering of her long lashes allowed her to get a glance of her sons eyes..Perhaps he didnt realize the impact he had on the lovley young maiden.But his mother did."Now that you are here to keep the young lady company,I think i will go fix some hot tea ,"she said."Would you like that sarah"?"Oh yes ma'am!That sounds wonderful.Slowly he moved to the chair his mother had been sitting in.His dark eyes still devouring her as he moved.A easy ,warm smile creased his tanned face."My mothers tea may not be the tea you are used to drinking sarah. Her tea is made of the flowers she gathers from the woods and of the plants she gathers from her garden."Now tell me that sounds strange to you? Sarah gave a soft little gale of laughter."I must confess it does."Wait untill you taste it,"he said.with a deep voise of laughter.

A short time later,after she had enjoyed the herb tea, she was pleasantly delighted to be rid of the throbing in her head.She was also amazed how swiftley it had eased after drinking the tea.So intranced was she by the magic surrounding her in this cottage Sarah had gave no thought on how long she had been gone from the ranch Scott and jessica must have been concerned about her long over due absence.Never had she lingerd this long on her early-morning rides. The sudden realization made her sit straight up in bed "oh,mercy my family is surely frantic about me ,hawk ,i-i just get back home i really must.Her concern about her folks told hawk she was a caring person and this hawk admired."then we must see about getting you home.,He spoke with such tenderness it was if he were murmuring soft words of love."Let me help you up sarah" you are much stronger now.She looked in to his inquiring eyes and smiled.With his arms pressed against the side of her supple body,Hawk had to fight the urge to take her in his arms and seek a kiss from her tempting lips.Never had he endured such agony ,denying himself the joy he would feel if he did give way to the savage desire pounding through his body.

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