Quicksilver Passion

SHE MEANT WHAT SHE SAID

Beautiful Silver Jones had been called every name in the book. But now that she owned her own tavern in Buckskin Joe, Colorado, she didn't care what the self-righteous citizens thought of her. She never let a man touch her and she earned her money fair and square. Then one night, handsome Cherokee Evans swaggered up to her bar and completely destroyed the peace she'd made with her life—for the irresistible miner made her yearn for the melting kisses and fiery caresses that Silver had sworn she'd do without forever.

HE KNEW WHAT HE WANTED

It had been Cherokee's experience that every woman had her price, and that curvaceous Silver Jones couldn't be any exception. Ready to trade all his savings for a night in the vixen's arms, Cherokee invited himself into her bed. That was when he discovered that Silver meant what she said. . . and realized he had lost his heart to the luscious temptress. He wanted to take her that very second, but Cherokee made himself bide his time, certain that soon he'd stroke her satiny limbs and taste her honeyed lips, forever earning the priceless joy of her shimmering QUICKSILVER PASSION