“There is a future for us, Addie. As friends. I have always appreciated friendships with women, and I would be honored to consider you one of them.”
Addie shrugged—her signature gesture—and plunked down on the ground to pull on her boots.
This is going to be a long day.
Mercury snorted and Addie patted his neck.
Long day indeed, Jesse thought.
Addie had scarcely opened her mouth since they set out from camp. Hour after hour they'd moved forward down a rough, tree-shrouded path, the silence only broken by the soft ring of Mercury's iron shoes on the stones, and the soft sighing of the leather saddle and saddlebags.
He really did feel terrible about the misunderstanding, and now that he'd had a chance to think about it, he could guess how it happened. Addie, being raised by a Kiowa mot
