More nervous than she ever remembered being, Eddy pulled the door softly closed behind her. “Good evening, Rhine.” Looking at him made all the memories of their last visit flood back. He’d left her breathless and eager for more. Now they were embarking on their first evening together and a different kind of nervousness took hold, one fueled by sensual anticipation. “Are you as nervous as I am?” She smiled. “Yes.” “Then come, let’s go upstairs and see if we can’t put each other at ease.” He gestured for her to go first. He brought up the rear and closed the door at the base of the stairs, effectively sealing them off from the noisy saloon and the world. The gaslight on the wall offered just enough illumination for them to see their way up. The last time she’d been on the stairs, she’d been carried down them in his arms. When she reached the top she saw the closed door that led to his bedroom and more memories rose.
