Apache Dream Brideby Joan Elliott Pickart
THE MAN ON THE BEDROOM FLOOR
was straight out of Kathy Maxwell's dream. But she could only stare at the lone Apache, wearing nothing but formfitting buckskins and a scowl, who rose to stand at the foot of her bed. "I am Dakota," he said. "Why have you brought me to this strange place?"/p>/strong>/p>/strong>
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