Movement from behind him caught her gaze, and she nearly collapsed when she noticed the mysterious man behind Espada put both of his hands on the reins rather than angling to reach for his gun. Ty was safe.

For now.

Relief rushed through her, but it was short lived when she remembered where she was standing, and what she'd just done.

She'd kissed a complete stranger in the midst of more complete strangers on a ranch in 1856.

Dear God, what am I ...