I won a signed copy of this at least 15 years ago. It sat on my shelves because it's a Western romance, and those generally aren't my thing.
But it definitely has a cover that's more than 50% yellow, so I was going to give it a go for Square 13. Only 28 pages in, I've decided I'd rather just put it on my "donate or sell" pile and move on to another yellow book, probably Celebrated Cases of Judge Dee.
I initially thought this was contemporary-set, but some of the attitudes about race had me doing a bit of googling, and it looks like it might be set in the 1950s. The heroine is 6 months pregnant and has recently learned her husband died suddenly in another woman's bed. I just put up with 28 pages of her grieving, remembering his blond hair, green eyes, and sheepish smile every time he came home to beg her not to be mad at him because he screwed yet another woman.
"It had all been so complicated between them, something she could never put into words and something most people could never begin to understand. Roy had loved her, and knowing this had held Etta to him. His attentions to other women had had nothing to do with his love of her. She had made a vow to be his wife, until death do them part, and she hadn't been able to step over that vow. She had not been able to turn her back on him, because she had come to understand him so well, and to know his need of her went as deep and thorough as blood, and that he most assuredly would have gone crazy and died had she left him." (21)
Well, he made a vow too, and repeatedly broke it.
Roy's not the book's hero, obviously - I'm pretty sure the funeral procession just passed the actual hero - and the hero might be the sort of guy who makes the heroine realize how much time and emotional labor she wasted putting up with Roy's crap for years. But I don't have the patience to wait for Etta to come to this epiphany, if she even does.