compartment in the silk lining. “I’d completely forgotten about these,” she said, coming up with two bright twenty-dollar gold pieces.
But no sooner had she discovered them than Marcus snatched them out of her hand.
“Give those back!” she cried.
“You can have whatever’s left in Denver. If you want me to help you, then you’re just going to have to do this my way. Understand?”
His words were comparable to a bucket of cold water tossed on a fire, and Amanda’s anger sputtered out immediately. He’d just said he was going to help her, hadn’t he? Despite the fact that his face was dark and menacing as he stood looking down at her, and despite the fact that he looked as if he’d just as soon strangle her as look at her, Marcus Quicksilver had actually offered his aid.
“You’ve agreed, then? To help me get to my fiancé in Denver, I mean, instead of dragging me back to my grandmother?”
“I’ll get you to Denver. That’s all I can promise. But it’s not going to happen if you keep striking up conversations with every male between here and the Rockies. Can you get that through that hard-as-adiamond skull of yours?”
She bit down on a smile, not wanting to let him see how thrilled she was or how relieved she was that she was no longer his captive. “Yes, I believe I can.”
“Good. Now give me all the rest of that silver and we’ll see just where we stand.”
Reluctantly Amanda scooped the fifteen silver dollars from her lap and handed them over.
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