Ten years since the tragic loss of his young wife and infant son, Dawson Randolph is convinced love and marriage is a fool’s game and resents being pardon to his brother’s hidden engagement. Damned by his instant attraction and his own growing desire, Dawson vows to befriend her against his better judgment. Determined to bring her happiness in a time of fear and uncertainty, Dawson puts aside his animosity to become her confidant, only to realize Catherine holds the key to his heart. When tragedy strikes at sea, Catherine’s guilt pushes Dawson to the fringes of her life as madness consumes her.
Can his love save her before she drowns in her own grief? Or is he doomed to love her from a distance, always in the shadow of her love for his dead brother?
Picking up where we left off last Sunday-
At eighteen, she was a beauty all right,
just as Nathaniel said. Young and filled with the glow of purity, she could
easily break a heart without knowing she had done so.
Catherine’s soft auburn hair, though done
in pinned up ringlets, had obvious length and he wondered how far it fell when
let loose from its restraints. Her eyes were pristine blue, the color of
jewels, and her days on the ship for those few months gave her a brilliant
glow.
Yes, Catherine Barrett was something
else, but his brother would be better off to forget this one. She carried
herself with propriety, much as her grandmother did, and he could not fathom
what his brother found intriguing about her. She was stiff and prim and seemed
snobbish. What had drawn Nathaniel to her to begin with?
Without a doubt, Mrs. Barrett would never
stand for her granddaughter to marry a lowly ship captain, though she herself
married one. In his opinion, the older woman held herself higher than her
station in life for as long as he knew the couple. If Catherine was as proper
as her grandmother was, he could neither fathom what had drawn her to his
brother, unless she believed he would make a wealthy living as a sea captain.
Perhaps Miss Barrett was wiser of the world than he suspected. Perhaps she
hoped to align herself with a man who could provide her with the lifestyle to
which she seemed accustomed.
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