The Gunslinger

“He sent me here to check on you because he’s tending the herd taking Mac’s place,” he told her turning toward the door to leave. “Now that I see you’re all right, I’ll let you get back to bed.”
She reached up to lock the door but stumbled forward on a rug. Without warning, Wade found her body pressed closely against his. He started to right her on her feet, but she hadn’t moved an inch and her face lifted to his with her eyes locking with his narrowed dark look. A strange expression radiate...