Julia: Bride Of New York (Amercan Mail-Order Bride 11) - Plot & Excerpts
Fletcher spun Julia around, almost knocking her off her feet. Anchoring his hands on her shoulders, he glared at her. He couldn’t believe it when Woody Pringle from the telegraph office told him Julia was working at the Full Bucket saloon. He stormed right over there and sure enough, here she was, dressed in the scanty red satin dress all the saloon girls wore. Here he’d missed his rounds of the saloons only one night due to a meeting with the town council that went on for hours, and Julia had turned into a saloon girl. The tops of her creamy breasts rose from the low-cut neckline, making his palm itch to stroke the soft skin. The scandalous dress came almost to her knees in the front, and despite her leg issues, she wore the low-heeled boots required for the uniform. She swatted at the feather in her hair that drooped, skimming her nose. “I am working, Sheriff Adams.” “No, you’re not. Get out of that dress and tell that slick owner, Bazz Markham, you quit.” Her breasts heaving, causing him to hold in groan, Julia fisted her hands on her hips.
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