Standing at the back of the room, Cheyenne's dark green eyes twinkled as she watched Buck walk about the room, introducing himself to her sisters. Tall, dark, handsome and every inch the rake, his eyes sparkled with mischief and delight. She sighed, knowing he would be wonderful at keeping a girl warm on a cold winter's night. Stepping forward, she boldly slipped her arm through his, one finger twirling a copper curl round and round as she smiled up at him, asking, "Is there anything I can get you? You look like you've been riding hard and I'd hate to see you get put away wet."
At that, JD sputtered and coughed, while Buck grinned, the Devil in his eye. With a finger he pushed back his hat and replied, "Well, yes Ma'am, as a matter of fact you can." And they put their heads together to discuss what he would like Cheyenne to help him with. Cheyenne threw back her head and laughed heartily a moment later. JD sighed and threw his hands in the air. He didn't know what it was with Buck. But women sure liked him an awful lot.