Gabe's Golden Girl (The Red Petticoat Saloon) by Maggie Ryan

Author:Maggie Ryan [Ryan, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 2016-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

So, Vasquez was in San Francisco. That was actually a good thing as far as he was concerned. It would give him an opportunity to scope out the mine and since he wasn’t expected back for days, it also gave him time to return to the Red Petticoat. Though he thought the name was a bit ridiculous… he had to admit, he’d been pleasantly shocked at the vast improvement it was over his previous watering hole. Not only was the interior the finest he’d ever seen in any saloon, the liquor had gone down without the usual acrid burn of rotgut and the women… well, they were some of the prettiest whores he’d ever seen. Even though the first woman hadn’t accepted his invitation for a tumble, he could understand her need to help that gorgeous blonde in serving drinks behind the bar. Hell, he’d had to push through the crowd to even place his order.

Onyx, not her real name he’d learned but her gem name used to protect her real identity had been well worth the coin he’d parted with. A bit too talkative for his liking but she hadn’t hesitated to answer his questions. He grinned thinking he’d managed to cut off the endless flow of her words when he’d stated his preference was for a woman to use her mouth. Once his cock was deep within her throat, he’d discovered she was quite talented in that department. He’d been in countless brothels and had seen many sickly whores. However, the women at the Petticoat weren’t only pretty, they kept high standards of cleanliness. Onyx had insisted on washing him herself and offered to actually give him a full bath or even share one with him. If she was as clean as she looked, hell, he’d be more than happy to sink his cock into her cunt.

Slipping from his saddle, he looped the reins around a low hanging branch. He’d walk the rest of the way. No need to announce his presence. A half hour later, he stood in the shadows, scanning the area. It seemed that Culpepper Cove wasn’t the only thing to have changed. A cabin now stood where there should have been nothing but a clearing. Smoke curling from the chimney assured him that even with Vasquez being gone, the cabin was occupied. Was Carlos still working for Vasquez? More importantly, who else might be up here?

Moving again, he squatted down behind a boulder at the tree line where it met the edge of the river. From here, he could see the entrance to the mine. It appeared a great deal deeper than most holes he’d seen poked into the dirt, but was it any more profitable? He stood and instantly dropped down again as a man stepped from the mouth of the mine. It definitely wasn’t Carlos. This man was a gringo and the fact that he was holding a rifle, his eyes doing their own scanning told that he was most likely not a miner either.

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