her reverie. âIâll put your horse and surrey away, maâam.â
âThank you, Cecil.â Janey brought the surrey to a halt, then stepped down and handed the reins to the young cowboy, who led both horses toward the barn. As she approached the porch she could see that Richards was impatient and irritated.
âWell, I see that ignorant cowhand found you.â
Janey climbed the steps to the porch, which extended all the way around the big house. âWhat do you want, Josh? I told you I was going into town for a while.â
âNo doubt to visit with Flora.â
âFlora is my friend.â
âShe is also a madam who runs a brothel,â Richards said derisively. âIf people see you going there enough times, theyâll believe youâre one of the same.â
âWhat makes you think they donât believe that now?â Janey asked. âThey all know what I am. Itâs just that Iâm yours .â
âYou donât have to be. You could be my wife, you know.â
Janey started to reply that she would rather be what she was than be his wife, but she held that response in check and forced a smile. âI know that, Josh. And I appreciate the offer. But letâs leave things as they are for now. I enjoy being the business manager for this ranch. It gives me a sense of purpose.â
âBut wouldnât being my wife give you a sense of purpose?â
âNot as much. If we were married, I would lose my identity as business manager and just be the wife of one of the owners.â
âThe majority owner,â Richards said quickly.
Again, Janey managed a smile. âYes, you would be the majority owner, but I would still be just your wife. Josh, donât you see that itâs better this way? Besides, why do you need to marry me? Donât I share your bed from time to time? And donât you know that wives get headaches a lot more often than mistresses?â
Richards laughed. âBy damn, youâre right. Anyway, thatâs not why I had Cecil come get you. I need a paper signed by someone in Denver, and I want you to take it there in person, get it signed, and bring it back to me.â
âIâll need five hundred dollars,â Janey said without hesitating an instant.
âFive hundred dollars?â His eyebrows rose in surprise. âJaney, are you telling me that you are going to charge me five hundred dollars to take a paper to Denver and bring it back?â
âIâm not going to charge you anything to take a paper to Denver. My goodness, if I couldnât do a simple thing like that for free, why, I would be the biggest ingrate you ever heard of.â
âSo you arenât going to charge me for delivering the paper?â
âOf course not,â Janey said. âWhy would I do something like that? Itâs like I told you, Iâm doing that for free.â
âI donât understand. What is the five hundred dollars for?â
âDarling, you donât expect me to go to Denver and not buy several new outfits, do you? That five hundred dollars is just a gift. After all, I know you want me to look good. And donât tell me you canât afford it, darling, because I do your books, remember? I know full well that you can afford it.â
Richards looked at her with narrowed eyes for a moment, then abruptly laughed. âYou know what? A mistress would be a lot cheaper.â
âAnd a wife a lot more expensive,â Janey reminded him.
He held up his hands in mock surrender. âAll right, all right. You got me. Iâll give you five hundred dollars for the trip. But I expect you to come back looking more beautiful than ever.â
âYou are a dear.â With a smile that produced dimples, she kissed the end of her fingers, then touched them to Richardsâs lips.
C HAPTER 4
Red Cliff, Colorado Territory
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T he first thing Smoke did when he arrived in Red