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muttered under his breath, but wasn’t sure he
could keep his promise any better than he had before. Shit! He knew
he wouldn’t!
    Sweetest kiss.
    Always proud of the fact that he kept his
word, it bothered him more than he liked to admit that he had
failed. He didn’t like knowing he had a weak side and now he
wondered if this was good idea. He needed time alone with her and
at the fort would be the only place. He’d certainly make sure
Hunter was locked up, if only for a night; this was one time he’d
gladly eat his words. Those two had to have cut their teeth on
petrified wood, they were hard as nails.
    “Now I know where Casey got her sassy mouth
from,” he grumbled and poked the stiff back before him. “Be quiet,
I’m in no mood to listen to your chatter and weak threats.” He
spoke with more anger than he had intended, but the kid went still
and remained silent. “And anyway, she’s too skinny for me,” Blake
lied. Oh, how he lied and he was doing too much of that lately,
especially to himself.
    Sweetest kiss.
    They approach the girl and she asked, “Would
you allow me to see to Hunter’s injury?”
    Blake studied the beauty standing before him;
she was something else. Though only reaching to the middle of his
chest and very tiny in stature, she had the right curves in the
right places. His chest still tingled where her small but firm
breasts rubbed against him earlier. He recalled the small span of
her waist and the firm curve of her hips; there was no denying she
was all women beneath the baggy clothes. And now that she had
washed her small face, her beauty caused his senses to spin. He
already knew she had big, soft gold eyes, for no amount of dirt
could hide them. But now he could see they were fanned by dark,
full lashes; a man could get lost forever in her eyes. He didn’t
forget the twin dimples that appeared one time he caught her in a
smile. He wished she would smile for him again. Her creamy white
skin looked as smooth as it felt. A few freckles bridged her
upturned nose that was rising proudly high in the air. Her heart
shaped lips, which looked as if they were made to pout, formed
words.
    His crotch tightened again and his desire was
coupled with frustration knowing he would never be able to keep his
promise. He never wanted anyone as much as he wanted that
woman-child before him. Annoyed at himself, he just wanted to jump
into the cold stream to cool his lust before he made a fool of
himself again, brother or no brother. And fool that he was, how he
wanted to taste those sweet lips again.
    “I’ll take care of him,” he snapped, pushing
Hunter past her.
    He heard Casey hiss to herself, then turned
to go back to camp to brew a pot of coffee. She yelled over her
shoulder, “Besides, being hungry and tired of beans, berries and
beef jerky, I’m totally disgusted with you mister and this
situation! I’m looking forward to a good meal I hope to get at the
fort and a little friendly company!”
    After Blake took Hunter to refresh themselves
beside the stream, he tied Hunter to a tree again. He then
proceeded to whittle a stick into a sharp point and waded back into
the water to spear a few fish. He noticed Hunter’s look of
astonishment at his swiftness. “Something I learned from an Indian
friend,” he announced proudly as he flung another fish onto the
land. Although the Apache tribe he stayed with for a short time
didn’t eat fish, he learned the speediness of using a spear and
used it to his benefit.
    Back at the camp, Blake handed Casey the
tiny fish and she accepted with her mouth slacked opened. “I assume
you can clean fish,” he stated sarcastically, then waited for her
retort, but was surprised when she said nothing. She nodded mutely,
his mouth watered in anticipation because he was also tired of
beans and beef jerky.
    After the meal, Blake watched the pretty
girl lick her fingers clean, delighting in every last bite. Poor
thing, he didn’t realize how hungry she was. She