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.It felt as if he had loved her forever, and yet he'd held his passion for her in check.He'd controlled his desire, allowing himself only a few chaste, stolen kisses, when all he'd really wanted to do was make mad, passionate love to her.He'd been eagerly anticipating this night the night he would finally make her his.Now the only consolation he had was in this whiskey bottle.All he wanted to do was drink himself to oblivion.Damn her!Cole didn't understand how Jenny could have done this to him-to them.He had thought they'd loved each other-cared about each other.Certainly, he loved her.He'd wanted to spend the rest of his life taking care of her, having children together, building a Randall empire on the western slope of the Rockies, but she'd walked away from him with only an "I'm sorry."He snarled a vile oath and lifted the glass to his lips."You've had about enough there, don't you think, cowboy?" Fernada said as she came to sit down at his table.She all but ran the High Time and was beloved by those who knew her.She was a gentle, caring spirit who took care of her girls and her customers.Cole slid his gaze toward Fernada, but even as drunk as he was, the fury he felt was still etched in his expression."I don't know if there's enough liquor in this place to satisfy me tonight, Fernada."She had heard what had happened at his wedding and knew he could use some real kindness right now."Getting falling-down drunk isn't going to help anything, but talking about what's bothering you might."He gave her a lopsided grin."I already tried talking.""You did?"Cole nodded."I went to the hotel to talk to Jenny, but it was no use.""What do you mean?" Fernada frowned."She doesn't want to marry me."She shook her head in confusion."You're a man in a million, Cole Randall.A woman would have to be crazy not to want to marry you."11 'Crazy Jenny' -I like the sound of that." His words were sarcastic and slightly slurred."What did she say when you went to see her? Maybe she was just having wedding jitters.Maybe she'll have second thoughts and come around.""I don't think so.I told her I thought we could work it out, but she said no.""Maybe Jenny just needs some time to think about"We've been engaged for months now.She's had plenty of time to think about it." His growing anger was clearly evident in his tone."Well, if you want my advice, I think you should go see her again and try once more.Maybe if you took her some flowers or candy? You should try to sweet-talk her, you know court her a little bit woo her."Cole looked up, and, for the first time that night, his expression was slightly hopeful.Someone was offering him a plan of action."You think that might make a difference?""You still love her and want to marry her, don't you?" Fernada asked insightfully.He paused, the pain of Jenny's earlier rejection still sharp."Yes," he answered slowly."Then you need to go to her and try one more time.Don't give up if you really love her.True love is worth fighting for."Cole drew a deep breath and looked a bit unsure as he set his glass back down on the table."But she said she didn't want me.""I don't believe that for a minute.Think about it.What were her exact words? Did she really say, 'I don't want you, Cole'?"In his mind, he carefully went over the conversation, and he realized Fernada was right."No, she said, `I don't want this,' "he repeated slowly."So she didn't say, `I don't love you, Cole'?"No."All right, then all you have to do is figure out what `this' meant.Go to her and ask her.If she's the woman you love, the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with, then try again.Convince her that she can't live without you."He finally managed to smile for the first time since he'd come into the saloon."Thanks, Fernada." He shoved the glass of whiskey aside and stood up."Good luck, Cole."He nodded and started toward the hotel.It might be the wee hours of the morning, but he didn't care.He loved Jenny, and he was going to find her and tell her that.He was going to convince her to marry him, and then he was going to spend the rest of his life loving her, just as he'd planned that morning when he'd gotten ready for the wedding.That morning seemed very long ago now.He'd been excited, eagerly anticipating the night to come, never suspecting for a moment that it would end like this.But that didn't matter now.Cole knew Fernada was right-anything worth having was worth fighting for.Cole started down the street toward the hotel where Jenny was staying; then he remembered a house a few blocks over that had a flower garden in the front yard.Since it was late and very dark, he didn't think the owner would miss a few flowers.As quietly as he could, he raided the garden, picking only the fullest, sweetest-smelling blossoms.Jenny deserved the best.Bouquet in hand, Cole headed for the hotel.There was no one at the front desk when Cole entered.Not that it mattered nothing was going to stop him now.He was a determined man.He was going to Jenny, and he was going to convince her to marry him.He crossed the lobby and took the stairs two at a time like an eager schoolboy.Cole stopped before her hotel room door, clutching the flowers in one hand, and knocked.He waited.No response.He knocked again, believing her to be asleep.His anticipation grew.When he heard no one moving around inside the room, he knocked one more time and called out, "Jenny.It's Cole.I need to talk to you again.It's important."He waited.No response.Cole frowned.He was a bit angry and a bit worried, and he wasn't sure which emotion was more prominent.He'd known that persuading her to talk with him again might not be easy, but he hadn't fancied having to break down the door to get the chance [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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