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Kissing her had been crazy Hell, there were better ways to silence a woman like this

And yet, as she went on standing there, in to thrum in his ears

What if she really did defy hiet aith it

Was he going to have to pick her up bodily and carry her into that little house, up the stairs to whatever dark bedrooue, would soften then, he was sure of it Every part of her would turn soft under his lips and his hands, until finally she would cry out his na him to bury himself inside her…

The unbidden ih his body, tightening everyelica suddenly took a step back

“You’re a despicable hu,” she hissed, and she turned and fled

Cade stood still for a h, turned and trotted down the steps He wasn’t despicable He was stupid When you started having fantasies about woelica Gordon, you were in trouble What man knew that better than he?

Too ht, and he climbed into the rented truck, tilted back the seat, pulled down his cap and settled in to wait

He had the definite feeling Angelica was going to take her oeet ti

After fivefor Interstate 20, the highway that tied Dallas and Fort Worth to West Texas He steered the pickup down one narrow dirt road after another, always, Angelica noticed with displeasure, driving at least ten miles over the speed limit

“This isn’t the way to Odessa,” she finally said, when they had to stop at a train crossing Cade didn’t answer, and her voice rose a little “I said, this is not the way to my wells”

“No,” he said with a tight smile “It’s the way to mine”

Angelica’s eyes flashed “Very witty, but—”

“Did you bring the map I asked for?”

“Yes, but what’s the point if—”

The crossing gates lifted Cade shifted into gear and the truck shot forward

“Plot us the et from Route 302, just outside Notrees, to the wells”

“Notrees? But ould we—”

“Can you figure a route, Angelica? Or would you rather I did it myself?”

She glared at him, then whipped the map from her purse and snapped it open

“Notrees to the wells,” she said, “yes, sir, Mr Landon, sir”

Cade laughed “Now you’re getting the idea, sugar”

She shot him another furious look, then buried her face in the ain, they were on a dusty airfield, pulling alongside a small aircraft

“What is this?” she said in surprise

“A Piper Apache,” Cade answered, deadpan

“You knohat I mean, dammit! Did you rent a plane? The company can’t afford—”

“Gordon can’t” He opened his door and got out of the truck “But I can Well? Are you co to sit there?”

Angelica , threw open her door and stepped down to the ground She walked toward Cade, as already standing in the open doorway of the snored it and hoisted herself inelegantly on board

“It must be nice to own a company that has money to burn,” she said coldly

Cade didn’t bother answering Thetoday was strictly his own, but that was none of her business

“Where’s the pilot?”

“You’re looking at him,” he said with a lazy smile