Captive to a Dream

New York: Dorchester Publishers - A Leisure Book, 1991. First Edition . Mass Market. Near Fine. 416 Pages. This is the September 1991 First Edition. "I leave the court soon." Gavin knew he was broaching the subject awkwardly, but then none of the phrases that had come to his mind seemed polished. Rhea felt her pulse take on a discordant rhythm. There were surely several witty things she could have spoken at that moment, but she could think of none of them. All would have revealed to Gavin MacAmlaid how greatly she feared she would miss him even though his presence had caused her much pain. She chanced a glance upward into the hard set of his features and found him watching her. Gavin delighted in the sad tilt of her lips. She was not indifferent. He longed to place his hands upon her waist and draw her near, but he dared not. Almost, he could feel the warmth of her against his calloused palms. "I shall not be stopped," he said, knowing it was all he could promise at this point. If she were any other he would tell her lies, woo her with sweet words. This lass he could not. It was always too close in his mind that she would suffer for the misdeeds of others-his as well as her father's. No matter how easy he tried to make "I leave the court soon." Gavin knew he was broaching the subject awkwardly, but then none of the phrases that had come to his mind seemed polished. Rhea felt her pulse take on a discordant rhythm. There were surely several witty things she could have spoken at that moment, but she could think of none of them. All would have revealed to Gavin MacAmlaid how greatly she feared she would miss him even though his presence had caused her much pain. She chanced a glance upward into the hard set of his features and found him watching her. Gavin delighted in the sad tilt of her lips. She was not indifferent. He longed to place his hands upon her waist and draw her near, but he dared not. Almost, he could feel the warmth of her against his calloused palms. "I shall not be stopped," he said, knowing it was all he could promise at this point. If she were any other he would tell her lies, woo her with sweet words. This lass he could not. It was always too close in his mind that she would suffer for the misdeeds of others-his as well as her father's. No matter how easy he tried to make it for her, she would suffer, and in the end she would hate him for it. He hardened his heart to the knowledge and repeated, "I shall not be stopped." it for her, she would suffer, and in the end she would hate him for it. He hardened his heart to the knowledge and repeated, "I shall not be stopped.