The Lawman Claims His Bride (Love Inspired Historical) by Renee Ryan Page B

kept shifting to the fact that Megan was his wife now— his wife .
    Logan had been waiting for this day for five long years. His future was finally set, no more wondering. No more waiting. Now he and Megan could get on with the business of living their lives together as husband and wife.
    Except...
    There was still the matter of Kincaid’s murder, not to mention Megan’s memory loss hanging over them. And no matter how happy Logan was to be married to Megan at last, there was a shadow of darkness cloaking this day.
    A killer was on the loose, possibly gunning for his new bride at this very moment. He had to close his eyes to fight back a surge of anger.
    Leaning forward, he scanned the bustling activity before him with a trained eye. Horse-drawn carriages, women herding their well-behaved children and men hustling about their daily business created an idyllic scene, one that spoke of a prairie boomtown on the cusp of becoming a bustling, modern-day city.
    Although Logan didn’t sense any immediate danger, he was impatient to leave Denver. Looking past the mountains in the distance, he tried to see into the future and couldn’t. With all the thinking he’d done about his wedding day, he hadn’t focused much on his marriage.
    Now the future stood before him as a blurry shroud of unanswered questions.
    How many children would he and Megan have? Where would they live? Near his family’s ranch? Or in Denver, close to Charity House?
    Perhaps somewhere else entirely?
    So engrossed with his thoughts, Logan didn’t hear Trey’s approach. “Congratulations, my friend.” Trey slapped him on the back. “Megan is a fine woman. She’ll make you a good wife.”
    But would he make her a decent husband?
    The question was something he wasn’t sure he wanted to explore. Not now, at any rate. “God has blessed me tenfold.”
    Beau chose that moment to break away from Shane and join them. He no longer looked like a pastor, but a friend. “Your patience and trust in the Lord has paid off. Or as my lovely wife likes to say, good things come to those who wait.”
    Yes, the Lord had finally rewarded Logan’s patience. With a few surprises added to the mix. “Megan’s more beautiful than I remember,” he said, his breath growing tight in his chest. “And far more talented than I ever realized.”
    Trey’s mouth curved into a smile. “So you’ve seen the walls she painted in Charity House.”
    “I have.” Logan felt a line of worry creasing his brow. Megan was an artist, a romantic through and through. Logan was neither.
    A soundless whisper of doubt gripped him and his heart constricted with alarm.
    He’d always thought he and Megan were well suited. But now...
    He wasn’t sure.
    As though reading his mind, Beau clasped his shoulder with an encouraging grip. “Megan’s still the same woman you once knew. The fact that she’s discovered a hidden talent doesn’t change who she is at the core.”
    A skeptical glare was Logan’s only reply.
    Unmoved, Beau chuckled. “You and Megan are well suited. Have a little faith.”
    Faith. Such a simple word and yet so hard to put into action when he’d just married a woman he didn’t know as well as he’d always thought.
    At least some good had come from his discovery of Megan’s artistic talent. An idea had formed that just might help unlock her memories.
    Or so he hoped.
    There was one person who might know.
    Logan searched for Shane, found him leaning against the jailhouse wall. The man certainly knew how to fade into the background when no one was looking.
    Needing him front and center, Logan gestured Shane forward.
    The good doctor pushed away from the wall.
    “I’d like to know your honest opinion. Will Megan regain her memory? Or is there a chance the loss is permanent?”
    “I believe she’ll eventually remember everything, given time.”
    Logan didn’t like Shane’s answer. He’d have preferred a more concrete promise. “But you can’t say when?”
    “No. I