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“Get it through your head, Simon. You are a wanted man now,” Delight
snapped. “Even though we know you didn’t do shit to be that way. The
Pinkertons are private law, not real law. They answer to the man with the
most money, and you know it.”
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“You know a lot for—” Simon began, and she cut him off.
“For what, a colored girl?” she snapped.
He could see she was ready to haul over the bar and punch him in his
face. “If you would let me finish, I was going to say you know a lot for a
woman,” Simon replied.
“Well I’m not most women,” Delight replied grudgingly. “Are you in or
not? We’ll have to do a few stagecoach holdups to make it look good before
we go for the big haul.”
“There are a few points that we have to consider before we do this,
Delight,” Simon began. “First off, if we do this, we can’t come back here.
William’s men will be on to us and come here first. I know there are outlaws
here, but women and children followed these men. I don’t want to see
anyone hurt on my behest.”
She nodded. “Wasn’t planning on it anyway. I’ll be heading to Canada
after he’s dead.”
“So that means we’ll be on the run until we get him in a position to come
out into the open and I can kill him.”
She lifted her chin. “I’ve lived out in the wild before. I won’t be crying
for my Chantilly lace or my rose water.”
He grinned at her statement. “Okay, then it’s a deal.”
“We should shake on it,” she said firmly and held out her hand.
Simon stood and began to move around the bar. “Nope.”
“What do you mean, nope? That’s how you seal a deal, right?” she asked
in an outraged voice.
“That’s not how I do it.” He closed the distance between them and slid
his hand around her neck to draw her closer.
“What are you doing?”
“Sealing it with a kiss,” he murmured and rubbed his thumb over her
bottom lip.
Her wide eyes looked up at him. “Don’t make me punch you.”
“I’ll take the risk.”
Her back bumped the wall, and there was no escape as he took her lips.
Her hands pounded at his chest, and he clasped them to his body. She made
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a sound of frustration and anger that turned into a whimper and then a
confused moan as his tongue begged for entrance to her mouth. When she
opened her lips and he tasted her, it was Simon who groaned in pleasure. He
had to hold himself back from caressing her, from molding her against his
hardness. With one kiss he wanted to take her against the bar with those long
legs wrapped around him while he thrust into her over and over again. That
thought made him pull away, knowing full well if he didn’t stop, he would
end up doing what he wanted, and she wasn’t ready yet. Beneath all that
bravado, she was innocent, and he would have to take it slow. He pulled
away slowly, and her eyes lifted to stare at his face before they sparked fire
and she slapped him hard.
He grinned and rubbed his cheek. “Yeah, I liked it a lot too.”
“You do that again and I’m going to . . .” She was at a loss for words.
“Kiss me back like you just did?” he asked
“You caught me off guard,” Delight snapped. He saw the slight tremble
to her hand as she moved away to pick up the bar rag.
“Okay, next time I’ll give you more warning.”
“There will not be a next time.”
“Yes, there will.”
“No, there won’t!” she yelled as he sauntered away.
He would go outside and check on his horse and see what Desert Gulch
looked like in the daytime. Who knew in his darkest days that things could
possibly be looking up?
* * * *
Later that night, he was amazed at how the day had gone. There were the
uncomfortable stares from people who obviously knew him and his past
profession. Somehow there was no confrontation. They gave him a wide
berth, and he left them to their underhanded deeds. By six o’clock he knew
the lay of the area, the one entrance in, and even the secret way out. He
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