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Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
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The Way Home
ISBN: 1-59998-078-9
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First Samhain Publishing, Ltd. electronic publication: July 2006
The Way Home
By N. J. Walters
Dedication
Thank you to Crissy and Ansley for loving this book enough to accept
it for publication. Thank you to my wonderful editor, Jessica Bimberg for
all her hard work in making this story even better.
As always, thank you to my wonderful husband. Without your
support this book would never have been written.
The Way Home
Chapter One
“So, will you marry me?”
Rebecca Gentry sat at her pine kitchen table and blinked at the man
she loved, not quite certain she had heard him correctly. In all her
twenty-five years, when she had dared to imagine such a proposal, it had
come nowhere close to this. She had envisioned wildflowers, a
declaration of love and a man down on one knee, holding her hand tight
in his. Never had she imagined a plainspoken business proposition.
She knew she was sitting there with her mouth open. She also knew
he expected her to say something. But the plain fact was she couldn’t
think of anything to say.
“You want me to marry you?” Rebecca questioned slowly, still not
certain she had heard him right.
“Yes.”
Jake Tanner was a good-looking man, she thought as she continued
to stare at him. Not classically good-looking, but handsome in a rugged
way. She never tired of looking at his weatherworn face.
His green eyes looked hard as emeralds and the deep creases
radiating from their corners only added to the image of strength. His
black hair was swept away from his face in a careless manner and hung
down to his shoulders in the back. It always looked as if he’d just pushed
it out of his way. She wanted to run her hands through his hair and she
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