The Bushranger's Wife by Cheryl Adnams

Author:Cheryl Adnams
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Escape Publishing

Chapter 10

‘Right, boys, let’s hit the pub.’

Garrett rubbed his hands together before sweeping his share of the loot from their latest successful robbery into a sack. They were in an upstairs room at the Duchess of Kent, sorting out what they could keep and what had to go to Alfred to be sold on the black market.

‘There’s a hot game of cards and an even hotter woman waiting for a man such as I.’

‘Stick with the woman,’ Jack advised. ‘You’re shite at the cards.’

‘He’s shite with the women, too,’ Bobby tossed in.

Garrett took Bobby under his elbow in a stranglehold. ‘Take it back!’

‘Never!’

‘I’m a better lover than you, Bobby boy.’

‘That’s not what I hear.’

Jack sat back amused as they played about at fighting like children until they wore themselves out. When they were upright again, Jack laughed at their scruffed hair, their red faces. ‘Oh, the ladies will adore you now.’

‘You coming downstairs for a pint, Jack?’ Bobby asked, straightening his waistcoat and doing his best to flatten down his hair. ‘That Arabella woman has been asking after you for weeks now.’

Jack thought about it. He would have enjoyed a quiet pint with his mates. But he was a married man now. He could no longer spend his nights in boarding houses or hotels after a robbery, while his wife was at home waiting for him, hoping that he was safe. The shock of it was he not only needed to get home to see Pru, he wanted to. He’d missed her today. And only Pru could satisfy the wants that coursed through his system after a good bail up.

Since she’d discovered the joys of sex, she was more than happy to welcome him home from bushranging with open arms and fervent kisses that often led them to making love in interesting places.

When she’d come out to welcome him home one evening not long after they were married, they scared the horses in the barn as they’d ended up rolling in the hay like a pair of animals themselves. They’d made good use of the kitchen table a few times as well, until the legs had snapped under the weight of them and they’d had to break it up to use for firewood. Easy come, easy go. He’d never liked the table much anyway. Then he’d surprised her a few weeks later with another, much sturdier, shining cedar dining table he’d had delivered from the city. Sadly, it had backfired on him as she’d loved it far too much to besmirch with naked bodies leaving sweat on the immaculately polished wood. His groin tightened as he thought of his lovely Pru and their wild lovemaking.

‘Jack?’ Bobby’s voice broke into his rampant thoughts. ‘I asked if you’re coming for a drink.’

‘Ah, no, I’m heading back to Little Windsor,’ Jack said, taking his time to pack his share of the loot safely into his saddlebag.

‘It’s late,’ Bobby said, checking the time on the silver-plated pocket watch he’d scored that day. ‘And Windsor’s a good forty-five minute ride away.

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