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loved Cade.
    He shook his head at Margery. “Do ye not see? I am not one to judge. We had our time, and ‘twas simply business. I never professed anything more.” He took her hand. “But that business is at an end. Ye have chosen...”
    “The life of a whore?” Margery looked up through her long lashes. “Ye think I chose that? Can ye not find it in thy heart to forget my actions with those men at the New Year celebration?”
    Wow. She sure knew how to avoid an apology. Sage gritted her teeth. Woo-sah, Sage . She tried to calm herself to keep from going off, knowing her short lapse in judgment would only bring her to Margery’s level. She snatched up the cape. Cade took it from her and wrapped it about her shoulders.
    Sage wanted to take Cade by the hand and drag him away. At the same time, she needed to see how he handled this situation. How he treated women, no matter who they were.
    “Margery.” He closed his eyes a moment. “I was going to say ye have chosen to change thy life . I wish thee well. Take thy leave and live however ye wish, my friend.”
    “Very well.” A smile brightened her face. “Then I shall live it with ye.”
    In synchronized shock, Cade and Sage looked at each other, then back at her. It struck her funny. No, don’t laugh. Not now . He’d never understand. She didn’t even understand why she picked now to get tickled. This whole thing was unbelievable. What had she walked...er...traveled into? A big mess full of drama, that’s what. Was any of this even real ?
    “Mead was the culprit. I knew not what I was doing,” Margery continued, her voice cracking. And for a moment, an itsy-bitsy moment, Sage felt sorry for her. “I speak the truth.”
    “Banish the happenings of thy past transgressions. It matters not. Ye do not owe me the truth or otherwise.”
    “I love ye.” Margery’s eyes filled with tears.
    Now this was downright pitiful. Sage almost reached out to her.
    Cade inhaled deeply. “Angels in heaven, give me strength,” he murmured, pulling Sage closer. “Ye know not of love, Margery. However, I hope ye find it someday.”
    Impressive . Sage was glad she bit her tongue. Cade was tender even though she saw his jaw clench a couple of times. He possessed patience, kindness and didn’t raise his voice—except when he defended her.
    Sage smiled, her heart filling with pride. Both for herself for resisting opening a can of whoop ass and toward Cade and his patience.
    Margery’s features crumpled into a furious scowl, marring any beauty she possessed. “Ye smile at my pain? I shall stab ye in thy sleep.”
    Stunned by the abrupt change in Margery’s tone, Sage was at a loss for a snappy comeback.
    Cade glared at Margery. “And I shall wrench thy dagger from thy grasp before ye draw near.”
    Sage kept looking from Margery to Cade. “What is it with you people and daggers? I don’t know, or care to know what the hell is going on. Well I do, but...” Not quite what she meant to say. “Margery, step away from my man.” Her man? Again, her mouth had no filter.
    “Whose man?” Margery stepped closer.
    “Mine. I traveled a long way to be here with him.” If the woman even had a clue how true it was she would faint on the spot.
    “Oh, did thy clothing fall off on the way?”
    Sage pulled the cape closed and flipped her off.
    “Cease that!” Margery held up her hands, shielding herself. “Is that a spell?”
    Why did everyone think she was a witch? Oh well, right now it’d work to her advantage. She waved both middle fingers.
    Margery backed a step, tripped on her hem and fell on her bottom so hard, Sage filled with remorse. The older man returned just in time to snatch her from the ground and pull her from a carriage’s path.
    Cade’s eyes were filled with awe. “What a wondrous spell!”
    “I’m. Not. A. Witch.” She poked his forehead with each word. “Get that through your head.”
    “Very well, but...” He raised his middle finger and turned his hand