"You are my woman. You will sure enough marry no other." "Well, if you think I'm going to marry , you have another think coming! Never, do you hear me?" With that, she wrapped her arms around herself and glared at him. Hunter sighed and flopped onto his back, staring upward sightlessly. Minutes passed. When at last he felt her curl up at the foot of the bed, as far away from him as possible, a knowing smile touched his lips. No woman could possibly get that angry over another woman unless she was jealous. And a woman didn't get jealous unless she was in love. Perhaps he wasn't the only one with another think coming."