When they walked into the cave, Saul looked around. “You used to live here?”
“It was all I had after my ma and pa died. It might not be much, but it was better than nothing.”
Saul turned and saw the bed. “Is that bed sturdy?”
“For what we’ve got in mind, I’m not sure.” Storm walked up to Saul and began unbuttoning his shirt. “It’s a shame to take these things off right after you put ‘em on.”
“I’ve never had a cowboy,” Saul whispered and gazed at Storm as if he were in a dream. “You’ll have to tell me what’s expected of me or what is proper.”
Storm chuckled. “The first thing you need to do is forget that word, ‘proper.’ Nothing about this is proper, and you’d better be glad it ain’t.” He leaned toward Saul and touched his lips lightly. “If I find you to be a cold fish, you’ll be booted
