Ashley was gazing at him, completely in love with any guy who gave her the time of day.
She stepped into the room and saw Ashley in the hospital bed, an unwelcome memory surfacing at the sight of the girl.
Ashley grinned at Jonny and darted down the hallway.
Ashley appeared genuinely surprised.
Ashley rolled her eyes.
No matter what happened to her, at least Ashley was safe.
Anyway, we'll reach Ashley in four or five more days.
If she left from Ashley, she would arrive in time to plant a garden at the ranch.
The railroad was scheduled to reach Ashley soon and there would be no need for freighting goods to the little town.
She was spoiling the men, but her decision to start home from Ashley was going to leave them in the lurch.
The railroad is close enough now that wagons can reach it from Ashley faster than we can cross the desert.
We could get married in Ashley and take the stage back.
He could have gone to get those troops - or to Ashley for that matter.
But we're only three days out of Ashley - at the most.
Would they reach Ashley tomorrow?
Going that way will put us further away from Ashley, but it will give us two advantages.
Bordeaux said it was north of Ashley, or was it north of the desert?
Maybe Pete and the guys had reached Ashley by now and a rescue mission was already under way to get them.
We can rest tonight and head for Ashley in the morning.
If they married in Ashley, where would they live?
If they separated at Ashley, she might not ever see him again.
They would probably be leaving very soon and anything she could do to hurry the process meant they would get to Ashley sooner.
They rode into Ashley in the late afternoon.
Ashley was growing bigger every time she saw it.
He had known her for a long time, and he had come to Ashley hoping she would be here.
Excuse me for staring, but aren't you the young lady that had Ashley in a dither?
I don't know about friends, but there sure are a lot of people in Ashley who seem preoccupied with everything I do.
She was alone in Ashley with no money.
Ashley was a spitting image of her mother: brown curls, blue-gray eyes, a willowy, graceful body.
"You look awful when you cry," Ashley said with a smile.
Jessi hesitated then left her cousins, assured Ashley was relatively okay and Brandon was with her.
Ashley was quiet, sniffling, before she continued.
Jessi texted Ashley not to come, suspecting it was too late.
There was no way Ashley wasn't coming down here after school.
Slender, dark-haired Ashley was standing outside, waiting.
Ashley asked as they reached the food court.
Jessi stopped to grab Xander's coffee then walked with Ashley out of the mall an hour after they arrived.
"You have the wrong person," she said and pushed Ashley towards the road.
She glanced at Ashley, whose eyes were wide.
"Go to the car, Ashley," Jessi told her cousin.
Ashley looked ready to refuse, but Jessi pushed her with a stern glare.
Ashley relented, fearful gaze on the three guys as she moved away.