Carlie expected anger to hit her any minute. How could it not? She'd just discovered her wild warriors ? of the tiny loincloths ? not only had a secret life outside the jungle, they had a better one than the life she'd left behind. Or at least more luxurious.
When she'd seen the piece of crap on four wheels they expected to take them into town, she'd wondered what to expect. She'd had pretty low expectations, actually. Then they nonchalantly tossed the tidbit about owning land, and lots of it. It was then, as she rubbed the soft material of the dress, still with the tag on it ? more pesos than she would have thought to pay ? she started to grasp just how much she misjudged her mates, just how much they'd fooled her.