Forever Buckhorn: Gabe

When Gabe lifted his head a scant inch, she said, “Oh, my.”

He smiled. “Yeah.” There was a husky catch in his voice.

She realized she was practically hanging on him and jerked back. “I didn’t mean—”

Again Gabe touched her chin, making her meet his eyes. “You can believe I’d have had you close, Lizzy, if I wasn’t afraid of hurting you.” His voice dropped and he asked, “Are your thighs burned?”