No matter how you celebrate this holiday season, I hope you know that my world is better with you in it. Thank you for the continued gift of your support over this past year. You’ve help make 2021 more bearable and inspired me to keep writing.
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A swathe of light cut through the darkness accompanied by the raucous uproar of the drunken crowd. A silhouette cut through the saloon’s doorway, and a body spilled out with awkward steps and whispered moans. He fell off the edge of the boardwalk and lifted his head up as I walked up, pearl buttoned boots making soft noises in the dirt.
“All done for the night?” I bent down in my corset, curls falling from my updo. “Or you got time for one more tussle?” I held out one hand.
Shiny eyes swam in alcohol as his gaze slid up my small but curvy frame. He reached for me but missed, hand sweeping through the air. I didn’t need him to touch me. His energy wafted like the town bakery, and it pulled at me low and hard.
I inhaled deep, and he shifted toward me with a drawn-out moan. His want fed me like breakfast rolls, but his need drifted across my senses like chocolate cake. I exhaled slowly as I righted myself, reveling in the sensation tingling my skin.
“Let him go.”