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1 " Her thoughts drifted to Tyler Dunn... to the feeling of being held in his arms. Wistfulness curled through her heart and she wished for the freedom to enjoy the attention of a man... to indulge in a lady-like flirtation... to fall in love. Although the wishes weren't new, for the first time, she had someone to weave the fantasy around. She could easily paint a romantic dream of living here with Tyler. But, Lily knew that dreaming about such a life would only make it harder to live with her reality. Yet, she couldn't help imagining him in the pool like this, naked as a newborn babe, yet all man. "
― Debra Holland , Painted Montana Sky (Montana Sky #3.5)
2 " I've been thanking God for you being there. For you risking your life for Dove. I'll never forget it, Tyler. I'll never forget you...." "Truth is, Lily, I'll never forget you either. "
3 " I think Livingston was going to steal a kiss in the moonlight." Lily wrinkled her nose. "Well, I certainly wouldn't have given him one. He made me too uncomfortable, and I just met him!" Tyler cupped her face with his hands, leaning closer. "What about me?" he said, his voice low. "Will you give one to me?" "I shouldn't." The lonely years stretched ahead of her. Her earlier vow to make memories rose and suddenly she was desperate for some kisses of Tyler's to remember. In answer to his question, she tilted her mouth to his. "
4 " Ms. Maxwell,", the housekeeper turned her attention to Lily. "I think a hot soak would do you good." Lily clasped her hands together, a look of entreaty on her face. "Do you have a tub? A soak sounds wonderful." Tyler winked at her. "Better than a tub. We have mineral hot springs - good for what ails you." "What in the world?" Her eyes widened and her mouth pinched. "Hot springs? Outdoors?" He grinned at the proper expression on her face. "Outside under God's blue sky. "
5 " Lily studied the rock garden. On a long, low hill that sloped to the stream, someone had set stones into the side and planted wildflowers in the pockets of dirt above them. They made her think of opera boxes filled with ladies in colorful gowns. Tyler's mother must have loved cool tones. Lily admired the blues, purples and pinks of the different flowers... "
6 " able to confine myself to gardens and parks "
