Samuel is an outlaw; Claire just wants to be free from her hell. What will happen when their paths meet?
He strode in like a dark figure. Claire watched intently at the stranger who walked up to Frank at the bar. She couldn’t hear his voice but she could read his lips. She watched as the young man took off his hat and placed it on the bar counter.
He looked dirty and very worn down. Something read that he wasn’t from around there. His stance seemed too strong and from the looks of his profile seemed too delicate from the town they are in. She kept her eyes on the stranger as he settled down on the bar stool. Just as frank came over with his drink, she watched as the young man turned in his seat a bit and her breath caught in her throat.
His dark brown eyes stared at her with strength and intent. He was very handsome. His dark curly hair was at the length of his shoulders. She could see the sweat on his face drying and the dirt still plastered on his face and dark clothes. She looked as the young stranger gave her a small smile. Claire decided then and there to introduce herself to the total stranger.
She stepped off the man that she was sitting on and started walking toward the man that was sitting at the bar alone drinking. This gentleman looks interesting to her. He gazed at her as she walked up to him. The moment she stood close to his proximity, the odor that came from his body was something different. It was sweat mixed with earth and the blazing sun. It wasn’t musky but it was more subtle and light.
“So…you look new stranger” Claire said as she sat down right next to the man she did not know. The gentleman looked straight at her face. He saw the glow in her green eyes and the soft expression in her face.
“Ya, I’m new here ma’am” he replied as he sat up in his seat.
“Oh god, never call me ma’am!” Claire laughed as she sat down right next to the gentleman.
“My name is Claire” she introduce herself as she extended out her hand to him. The young man looked down at her soft hand and gave her a small grin. This made Claire’s face turn hot as the man gently took her hand. Her heart stopped as he took her hand and gently placed a kiss on the back of her gentle fist.
“I’m Samuel” he softly spoke.
“Pleased to meet you Ms. Claire” Samuel said as he softly let go of Claire’s warm hand.
“You’re definitely new here…” Claire stated as she tried to hide her blushed face. Samuel watched as Claire took her cigarette and placed it on a nearby ash tray.
“Oh Ms. Claire?” He asked his southern drawl sound amused to her statement.
“Yes…you seem a bit…different” Claire said.
“How so Ms. Claire?” Samuel asked.
“You’re too damn polite that’s for one” Claire blurted.
“And two, your attire seems to dirty to say you live here…you’ve been riding for a while no?” Samuel looked up at the curious women and fully looked at her soft expression. None of the women looked like Claire. Her face seemed strong but the expressions were gentle. Her deep green eyes seemed firm but there was a hint of tenderness to them.
“Yes ma’am, I’ve been riding for days…I found this town and thought I’d get some rest” Samuel claimed as he took a sip of his whisky.
“Didn’t I say not to call me ma’am” Claire declared as she gave her new guest a look.
“My apologies Ms. Claire” he said as he settled his drink down. Claire watched as he turned his seat to fully face her. She could now see him fully. His face was truly elegant but there was a gruffness that was just like the rest of them.
“Is there any particular reason why you stopped by this town?” Claire asked as she lit herself a new cigarette. She always kept her cigarette pack in her exposed cleavage that Samuel never took a peak at once. Samuel gave her a light grin and looked down at his drink.
“I really can’t say” he began.
“It’s quite complicated” Samuel breathed as he looked back up at his new found company. Samuel stood himself off of the bar stool and let down his drink. He must leave before he lets out any more information about himself.
“Well Ms. Claire, I must be heading off now” Samuel said as he gathered his hat and saddle.
“I hope to see you around, have a good night” he gave her a warm smile as he started to walk off heading to the main steps into the rooms. Claire watched as Samuel disappeared up the steps and into one of the rooms.
For some unknown reason…her heart started to feel heavy as he left. Not once in there small conversation did he tries to make advances at her. At times it would bother her that the only thing that men would see in her is her small waist and huge breast. But in this instance, she wanted this Samuel character to notice her but he never pounced. Not once did he seem interested in her.
Just as she started to heavily smoke her cigarette, the greasy man she was sitting on earlier came up to her. Yes, this is what she needed…an old man trying his advances on her again.
“So, you finish playing around?” The old man asked Claire. ‘No, not really’ Claire thought as she looked at the smeared old man. But she put on her best smile for her customer.
“Yes, I’m ready for you darling…”