Red Sombrero

“Did you get the gun?” Reno demanded. The girl shook her head. He snarled and flung the empty bottle against the cabin wall.

Linda stood without moving, her soft mouth parted, her dark eyes fixed on his, the color rising in her face. She seemed to be touched with a tawny glow.

Reno stared at her in amazement, and the fires of an awakened hunger swept over him.

He reached for her and as their lips ...