about themselves, told how much money they had, how much land they owned, how they were better than other men. But William was as comfortable as a woman friend.
Somewhere during the evening, he had her stretch out on his pallet of blankets and put her head on his firm thigh. Leaning back against a tree, he stroked her hair and encouraged her to talk about herself. Within seconds she found herself telling him about Charley, about her years with him, of the frustrations and hardships, of the triumphs and the failures.
In return he told her about his life of perfectionâor at least that was how he described what to Jackie seemed like an ideal situation. He had never had anyone be cruel to him, never had anyone take an instant dislike to him, never had to struggle for anything.
âMy life makes me wonder about myself. If I were tested, would I hold up?â he asked, frowning into the fire. âWould I be able to do something without my fatherâs money and the support of the Montgomery name?â
âSure you would,â Jackie answered. âYouâd be surprised at what you can do when you have to.â
âLike land a plane thatâs just had the propeller knocked off by an eagle?â
âIs that what that was?â
âYou brought that plane down as easily as someone stepping off a chair. Were you frightened?â
âI had too much to do to be frightened. Hey!â She looked up at him in the soft light. âWhy havenât you married? Why hasnât some woman snatched you up already?â
âI havenât met a woman I wanted. I like a woman to have a head on her shoulders.â
âA beautiful head, no doubt,â Jackie said sarcastically.
âThatâs of less importance than whatâs inside the head.â
âYou know, I like you. I really do.â
âAnd I have always liked you.â
She was silent for a moment. âI wish I could remember you.â
âTime enough. Are you cold? Hungry? Thirsty?â
âNo, nothing. Iâm perfect.â
âThat you are.â
Jackie was embarrassed by his compliment but pleased by it, too. âWhen do you want to startâ¦ah, our partnership?â When do you want to start spending enormous amounts of time together? was what she wanted to ask him.
âTomorrow I have to go to Denver for a few days, and Iâll get money from the bank there. Iâll return on Saturday. How about if I come to your place in the afternoon? Can you give me a list of what you need so I can pick it up in Denver?â
She laughed at that. âHow about some new planes for a start?â
âWhat type would you like?â
He was as serious as she was being lighthearted, and Jackie was suddenly serious too. âHow about a couple of Wacos for a start?â And, she thought, maybe later something heavy that can carry a dozen rich passengers in style.
âAll right, Iâll see what I can do.â
âJust like that?â she said. âI snap my fingers and two new planes show up?â
âTheyâre not free. I come with them. You have to take me with the planes.â
That didnât seem like much of a punishment. âI guess beggars canât be choosers.â Stretching, she yawned, snuggling her head on his leg.
âI think it would be all right if you went to sleep now,â he said, tucking the blanket around her.
âWhat about you?â she asked dreamily. âYou need to sleep too.â
âNo, Iâll stay awake and watch the fire.â
âAnd protect me,â she murmured as she closed her eyes. No, she didnât think there was going to be any problem with this manâs reliability. Smiling, she dozed off, feeling as safe as though she were home in her own bed, not in the open with coyotes howling in the distance.
Chapter Two
G ood morning.â
Wearily, Jackie sat up on the hard ground, and for a moment she didnât know
Douglas E. Schoen, Melik Kaylan