"Darlin', you feel so good."

"Hmm, so do you."

He had to leave her, he thought, and soon, or he'd go crazy. Even now, knowing there was no time to waste,certain the sheriff would come after him as soon as he was able, he was tempted to spread his saddle blanket on the ground and make love to her there and then. But she deserved better than a quick roll in the sagebrush. He wanted their first time together to be something she would never forget.

He rested his chin on the top of her head and grinned. On sagebrush or satin sheets, she was never going to forget it,he would see to that.

The last thing Shage Montgomery needed was anoth-er man in her life. Especialltt a gambler who had been hanged a hundred gears before she was born. But Alejandro Valverde wouldn't leave her alone. As she walked the deserted streets of a Calla ghost town, his image seemed to rise up out of the mistg night On the faded pages of a saloon girl's diary, his exploits came to life. And in her dreams, he was all too real--his hair long and black, his lips full and sensual, his dark, dark eyes filled with a predatory gleam.

Then, incredibly, she was drawn into his world a world where badmen, showdowns and gambting halls had replaced the park rangers, T. V. shows and malls she knew. A world where Alejandro Valverde was soon to be wrongfullg accused of murder. Now when she looked into his eges. she saw a kindred soul, knew that what she needed most in the world was to share a love that was truly...