"Turn around," Caleb said gently when she didn't speak, "and I'll wash your back for you." The experience sounded too pleasant to refuse, and Lily shifted until she was kneeling, facing away from Caleb. The breeze made her nipples stand taut, and she was glad he couldn't see. "I have another bone to pick with you," she said as he began a delicious process of washing and massage combined. "Umm?" There had been so many things happening that Lily hadn't had a chance to pursue this particular subject. "Charlie Fast Horse." Caleb's tone was sober. "Oh." "Yes," Lily said, looking back over one soapy shoulder, "oh. Caleb Halliday, that was a nasty trick you pulled, pretending that Mr. Fast Horse might buy me for two horses and carry me off to his camp. I was terrified." He began rinsing away the soap, and when he spoke he didn't sound the least bit contrite. "It wasn't prearranged, if that's what you think. Charlie and his friends just happened by, and there was sort of a tacit agreement to have a little fun with you. You must know that I wouldn't let anybody hurt you." Lily"