She had theface of an a the body of a temp.tress. Her innocent kisses said she was still untouched, but her reputation said she was available to any man who ha the price of a night's entertainment.

"I can give you all the experience you need," Caleb muttered.

Callie smiled at him uncertainly. "What do you mean?"she asked and felt the warm afterglow of the whiskey turn suddenly cold and sour.

"You can start at the saloon tomorrow," he said, his voice taut. "You can stay here tonight."

The words seeined to echo in the stillness of the room.Callie stared at him, her heart pounding in her ears."What...what do you mean?"

"I mean I intend to give you some experience."

Without warning, hegrabbed her and kissed her, his lips warm against hers, his arms holding her body tohis chest.He smelled of smoke and leather, of whiskey and wanting.She tried to push him away, but it was like trying to move a mountain.