" I despise you. You are exactly the kind of man God warns against. Evil and vindictive, scheming and deceiving.” “Be that as it may,” Lockhart said, tracing her cheek with his finger, “you will marry me. Now I suggest you gather your things and then allow me to escort you to get the wagon. We will find the nearest preacher and then we’ll leave immediately. You will take your brother and sister and settle into my house. "
― Tracie Peterson , Chasing the Sun (Land of the Lone Star, #1)