TITLE: Ride One
GENRE: Young Adult Western
Seph and Avery just rescued her brother from the man who killed Seph’s Father, and when he had the chance to kill him, he didn’t take it.
Now, that I think about it, I’ve never seen him kill anyone. Not the guard on the train, not even the gang following us out of Houston—he shot the rider in the shoulder that brought him off his horse. I just thought he missed.
“You are nothing like him,” I say. “And you never will be.”
We stare at each other. The sky rumbles above us and for the first time in weeks, it rains. Drops of water splash into the dust. sending more up into the air until it comes down harder. We don’t move and we’re soaked in seconds.
Seph stands there with a wet bandana around his neck, his gun still belted crookedly around his hips, his shirt more grey than white in the rain. But everything tells me he doesn’t care.
Because I don’t either.
My heart urges me forward so hard it hurts. But I can’t move.
I make a weak attempt to keep my argument up, not knowing what else to do. “He’s going to come after us,” I say.
Seph shakes his head steps towards me. “I don’t give a s***.”
Then he’s kissing me. One hand slipping through my hair, the other pulling me closer. His lips are wet and taste like rain, softer than I could imagine. Somehow my hand is on his chest, feeling everything through his shirt—the curves of his muscles and his beating heart. I’m aware of all him but nothing at once.
How I haven’t known to want this before now is beyond me.
Seph slowly pulls away and I open my eyes. Rain drips from his hair and I can see every shade of green staring back.
He gives me the smallest smile. And kisses me again.