The two of them had been making eyes at one another all the way home. Home. Fuck. He was as hung up on the idea of a future with Victoria as Lane apparently had been. As the clopping of horse hooves came to a halt by a shaded area near the river, Art caught the end of a conversation bound to snap him out of his daydreams. Lane said, “So what tipped you off to the marshal being your daddy?” Victoria slid away from the saddle, and Lane was there to catch her. She looked up at him and smiled. “I don’t know. Your wolf friend got me thinking. I knew you lied to me about robbing that stagecoach. After I thought about it awhile, I started beating myself up, thinking maybe it was my fault the marshal caught up with you before you had a chance to turn yourselves in. “Then I thought about how red-faced he was when he saw me naked. He kept looking away from me, trying to give me the chance to get dressed without gawking. My ma used to say if a woman had a good body, a man would look at her regardless of whether or not he had a good woman at home.
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