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nothing, but her intent golden eyes asked a hundred questions.
    “Savannah Marie Carrington,” Reno drawled finally.
    The change in his voice was almost tangible. There was neither hate nor love in the tone, simply a contempt that was chilling.
    “What did she do to you?” Eve asked.
    He shrugged. “The same thing most women do to men.”
    “What’s that?”
    “You should know, gata .”
    “Because I’m a woman?”
    “Because you’re damned good at the kind of teasing females use to get men so hot and bothered they’ll say or do almost anything to get what they want.”
    Reno’s eyes narrowed as he added, “Almost anything, but not quite.”
    “What wouldn’t you do? Love her?”
    He laughed humorlessly. “Hell, that was the one thing I did do.”
    “You still love her,” Eve said.
    The words were an accusation.
    “Don’t bet on it,” Reno said, giving her a sidelong glance.
    “Why?”
    “Are you always this nosy?”
    “Curious,” Eve corrected instantly. “I’m a cat, remember?”
    “That you are.”
    Again Reno stood in the stirrups to check the surrounding land. The stallion grazed on hungrily, undisturbed by anything he could scent or sense. Birds called across the grassy clearing and flew from tree to tree in normal patterns. Nothing moved along the vague trail the horses had left at the margin of the meadow.
    Reno reined Darlin’ around, ready to resume the ride to Caleb and Willow’s home in the San Juan Mountains.
    “Reno? What did she want you to do? Kill someone?”
    He smiled rightly. “You could say that.”
    “Who?”
    “Me.”
    “What?” Eve asked. “That doesn’t make any sense.”
    He said something profane beneath his breath and looked over his shoulder at the girl whose golden eyes, soft breasts, and lilac scent haunted his dreams.
    “Savannah Marie wanted to live in West Virginia, where our families had farms before the war,” Reno said, dipping each word. “But I had seen the true West. I had seen places no man ever touched, drunk from streams as pure as God’ssmile, ridden over passes that had no names…and I had held the solid gold tears of the sun in my hands.”
    Motionless, Eve watched Reno as he spoke, wondering at the emotion that made his voice both resonant and husky when he talked about the land.
    “The first time I left Savannah Marie,” Reno said, “I missed her so much I damn near killed two horses riding back to her.”
    He said no more.
    “But she hadn’t waited for you?” Eve guessed.
    “Oh, she’d waited,” he drawled, but there was no warmth in his voice. “At the time, I was still best catch for a hundred miles around. She came running up to me with her blue eyes all sparkling with tears of happiness.”
    “What happened?”
    He shrugged. “The usual. Her family threw a party, we went for a walk in the garden, and she gave me just enough to make me wild for her.”
    Eve’s hands tightened on the reins. The contempt in Reno’s voice was like a whip.
    “Then she asked if I was ready to make a home and raise horses on the acreage her daddy had set aside along Stone Creek. I pleaded with her to marry me and head West, to a land bigger and brighter than anything along Stone Creek.”
    “And she refused,” Eve whispered.
    “Oh, not right away,” Reno drawled. “First she whispered about the fun we’d have if I’d just agree to live along Stone Creek. All I had to do was say ’yes’ and she’d do anything I wanted. Hell, she’d do everything, and be grateful for the chance.”
    Reno shook his head. “God, there ought to be a law against boys falling in love. But no matter how much she teased me,” he continued, “I was smartenough not to make promises it would kill me to keep. I’d go yondering and I’d come back hoping, and each time I was gone longer, and each time Savannah Marie would be waiting for me….”
    Reno took off his hat, raked long fingers through his hair, and resettled his hat with a swift tug.
    “Until