They’d found a large section of fence down and some cattle missing right before quitting time the day before. He and his men had worked through most of the night, rested a few hours until morning, and spent the whole day rounding up Longhorns. All but three pregnant cows had been found. And since the fence had been taken down on purpose he reported the crime to the sheriff’s office. After rubbing Calypso down, he made sure he had fresh water and grain before heading for the house. It was already dark, but Blade could see the kitchen light was on. His thoughts turned to Callie, and not for the first time in the last two days. She was always crawling inside his head, torturing him with her womanly curves, soft pleasure-giving hands, and her talented mouth. He’d cursed her a few times during work, too. He didn’t want to fall for her, but he was halfway there. He stomped up the steps, swung open the door and stepped into the kitchen. Hmm, what happened to dinner? No delicious aroma greeted him as he’d expected.
