Sweet Cherry Ray by McClure Marcia Lynn

Author:McClure, Marcia Lynn [McClure, Marcia Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Distractions Ink
Published: 2013-07-17T21:00:00+00:00

Lobo closed the door to his boarding house room and went to the window. He watched Arthur Ray crutch himself down the boardwalk, back toward the general store. Wiping the perspiration from his brow, he shook his head—relieved and grateful to be alive. Arthur Ray may be older and missing one leg, but he wasn’t someone a man went up against too easily, and Lobo knew he was a lucky man to have kissed Arthur Ray’s daughter and lived to tell about it.

He drew his iron and spun the cylinder. Black Jack’s boys were gathering in town. It wouldn’t be long before Lobo would know what his future held.

Lobo left the boarding house, fetched his horse, and rode out toward Arthur Ray’s ranch. No doubt there’d still be some old broken whiskey bottlenecks out near the east fence. If he was going to impress Black Jack Haley with his quick-draw—well, the more practice the better.

As Lobo rode beneath the hot summer sun, he couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face. He didn’t want to.

“Sweet Cherry Ray,” he chuckled. “Well, that’s about the plainest truth I ever did hear.”

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Cherry and Laura held hands, following Billy and Pocket back to the ranch. It was a beautiful, fragrant day. Yet Cherry’s mind and heart were still unsettled. She was worried for her pa. He’d sounded so determined, so sincere about not letting Black Jack Haley outlaw free and unpunished any longer. She knew it was the Ranger in San Antonio, the one Jack had shot in the back. She wondered—had her pa known the murdered Ranger? Was that what had his feathers so ruffled?

She thought of Lobo then, of his handsome face, alluring smile, and delicious—oh, so delicious—kiss. Why couldn’t he just be a regular cowboy? Why did he have to be so mysterious and intimidating?

In those moments, Cherry wanted Lobo McCoy for her own more than ever! In truth, every passing moment found her more desperate to own him—more desperate to know his secrets—to know why he was in Blue Water.

Cherry shook her head. She would think about it later—all of it. For now, she’d sit down in the grass with the Parker children and enjoy her new Oklahoma Jenny. She frowned for a moment. What would Oklahoma Jenny do? Would she let herself be so unsettled, wait for Sheriff Tate to take notice of her? Of course, Oklahoma Jenny already owned Sheriff Tate’s heart. Still, if she hadn’t—if she hadn’t already owned his heart, his love and devotion—would she sit in silence waiting? Nope! Oklahoma Jenny would walk right into Sheriff Tate’s jailhouse, take hold of his coat lapels, and kiss him square on the lips. She’d tell him she loved him and demand he was her own from that moment on.

Cherry smiled at the thought of waltzing up to Lobo and doing the same. Sheriff Tate was a calm, chatty, rather cheerful man. Cherry shook her head in realizing what kind of a man Lobo was in contrast—secretive, watchful, and most of the time quite serious-minded.

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