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Contents ( 56)
  1. Table of Contents
  2. About The Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. II
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty One
  27. Chapter Twenty Two
  28. Chapter Twenty Three
  29. Chapter Twenty Four
  30. Chapter Twenty Five
  31. Chapter Twenty Six
  32. Chapter Twenty Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty One
  37. Chapter Thirty Two
  38. Chapter Thirty Three
  39. Chapter Thirty Four
  40. Chapter Thirty Five
  41. Chapter Thirty Six
  42. Chapter Thirty Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty One
  47. Chapter Forty Two
  48. Chapter Forty Three
  49. Chapter Forty Four
  50. Chapter Forty Five
  51. Chapter Forty Six
  52. Epilogue
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“You are dismissed.” He said, stepping to the side so that she could leave the room.

Once she was gone, he turned his attention to Elizabeth who was seated in her crib crying.

Leaning down, he took her in his arms and cradled her against his chest. “There, there precious,” he cooed, trying and failing to ease her tears.

Tightening his hold on her, he turned and made his way to the veranda, the warm afternoon breeze welcoming them both as he settled on the single rocking chair and placed Elizabeth on his lap. “Miss Riverside shall be here shortly,” he assured, forcing a smile to his lips as he tried to calm the hysterical child.

Elizabeth, who was having none of it, only seemed to intensify her protest and for a brief second, Ethan considered sending someone into town to locate Gretchen and bring her back. But as quickly as the thought went through his mind, he shoved it aside; it would be unfair to drag Miss Riverside back to the manor after weeks of being trapped with nothing to do but care for Elizabeth. Gretchen needed the break, and he needed to spend some time with his daughter.

Settling on the wooden floor, he placed Elizabeth before him and buried his hand in his breast pocket until he found his pocket-watch. Pulling it out, he dangled it before her eyes, her cries immediately ceasing as her eyes began to follow the back and forth movements of the watch.

“See?” He smiled, thankful his tactics were working. “You want this, Elizabeth?”

She sniffed, reaching out suddenly with chubby hands as she tried to take captive of the watch. Her fingers barely brushed it when he shifted back a little, a smile on his face. Elizabeth frowned but was quick to crawl toward him and reach for the watch again. He had to laugh at the baby's forgotten displeasure of her missing nanny and newly found mission to take captive of the pocket-watch.

After several tries, Elizabeth now held the pocket-watch between her chubby fingers and was biting on it.

He rose to his feet, carrying her in his arms as he did. Grinning, he threw her up in the air, his hands open to retrieve her. Elizabeth let out a delighted giggle as he threw her up once more, her short, black curly hair bouncing in the air.

Ethan spent his entire afternoon with Elizabeth. He took her on a slow horse ride through the entire property, fed her, and told her a few stories he could remember from his childhood. He was only starting to take pleasure in her presence when Gretchen returned from her trip to town, immediately regaining Elizabeth's attention.

Ethan felt a stab of jealousy as the two females sat together at dinner, knowing full well that Gretchen had captured the heart of his infant and no one else could take her place in Elizabeth's life.

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