And now for a little romance!

 

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Author Bio: Melissa Goodman was born and raised in the Louisville, Kentucky. She currently resides in Mount Washington, Kentucky. An avid reader, she read her first romance novel at the age of ten and wrote her first novel at the age of 20. She is a proud member of the University of Kentucky's Big Blue Nation and loves all things NASCAR.

Gunpowder and Lead: Outlaw

Sera stood behind the sheet and listened. Vance’s words chilled her spine. She called herself myriad names for being so stupid as to come to Matthew’s alone. The talking stopped, and she heard footsteps, and things being dropped on the floor. She glanced around the room. There wasn’t much to the place. A desk piled high with papers, and a leather chair. A full size bed rested against one wall with a nightstand. A dresser and a rocking chair were the only other items of furniture. A room off to her left led to what looked like a kitchenette, but she couldn’t see anything else.

After waiting for what seemed an eternity Sera went to the window. There wasn’t much of a view, since it led out to the alley. Soot, garbage and blackened snow were all she saw. Vance and his men had unloaded the wagon. When the boys jumped onto their horses and the rickety contraption began to move she heaved a sigh of relief.

“Sera,” Matthew pulled back the sheet and leaned against the doorframe.

It was one of those moments that Sera dreamed about, but never believed really happened. The room grew smaller, warmer, and her heart began to beat faster. All because he walked into the room and said her name. All because he looked at her as a man did a woman. She tried to break the spell by blinking and looking back out the window.

That was when she saw it. A man was peeking from around the corner. His eyes met Sera’s briefly before he jerked back out of sight. “He left one behind.”

“I figured as much. You made quite an impression on him.”

Her focus remained transfixed on the spot where the man had been.  Matthew moved to stand behind her and rested his hands on her waist.

“Do you see him?” she asked, feeling his breath on her neck.

“He’s probably going to report back to Vance and let him know that I escorted you home.”

“He thinks you’ll take me home? He doesn’t know you very well, does he?”

“Neither do you,” he said whispering in her ear before kissing her neck.  

“Ma-Matthew…what are you doing?”

“Guess.” he teased her, nuzzling against her.

“The man…” she said struggling to stay focused, failing dismally when Matthew turned her around and pulled her closer. She could feel the entire length of him against her. His scent of soap, drink, and everything enticingly male assaulted her senses. As Sera’s eyes drifted close, she didn’t know what had come over her and frankly, she just didn’t care.