Darcy moans, “That feels so good. You better give me a second coat, just to be safe.” Darcy We meet Cassidy in the lobby before heading out to the...beach for dinner. Light music is playing as we reached the dining area. The torches are lit and strings of lights hand overhead, adding a beautiful glow to Cassidy’s reddish hair and porcelain skin. She wears a long green maxi dress with a slit up the side to her hip, held up by a ribbon of material around her neck, leaving her shoulders exposed. . . well, I wasn’t in any hurry.Little River wasn’t my destination, just one of the many stopovers along the way. I had the sense that civilization was trailing behind me, following me west. Of course white settlers had been moving in this direction for years. Decades, really.But Little River, like most of the Montana Territory was ... in between. Not yet settled down, but not the edge of the frontier any longer.Martin Bisbee, got to say this for him, did it the proper way. The polite,. ..."being in love with you is so incredible..." he whispers. I hold my man in my arms in the warmth of our love.We simply lay there, and I hear his powerful heart beating in the silence of a cool evening. For nearly ten minutes we lay there and then he gets up."I do believe we might open that champagne now, right?" I nod my assent and he does the honors as the cap flies into the night air straight up, and then lands with a tiny splash in the tub. He pours, hands me my glass, and raises his."To. Thank God shed be leaving for the health club in a half hour. She would put in a hard hour with the weights, then hit the swimming pool for fifteen minutes before her massage at five. She especially looked forward to the massage. Thomas, the 19-year-old masseur, was the most talented masseur Alicia had ever met. Those big warm hands of his could relax her magically. He could put her sleep in minutes. And he looks just like Zenobias stableboy, said that nagging voice. Doesnt he, Alicia? Youd.