Luke Ritter eyed the main street of the nameless collection of wooden shacks that passed for a town at the foot of the Rockies in Wyoming, Looming over the town was the highest peak in Wyoming, Gannet Peak. It was a beautiful sight but Luke wasn't looking at that he was looking at the figure sashaying down the street carrying a wicker shopping basket.
Luke licked his lips as she passed within a few feet of him and caught a brief whiff of her scent. As she passed by he tipped his hand to his forehead and drawled,
"Marnin' booful"
He had seen her several times before over the last couple of years as she wasn't local but came now and then to care for her housebound grandmother. At first, he hadn't taken much notice of her but now, a couple of years older she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman and Luke wanted a woman. A woman who would cook and clean for him in his cabin up in the mountains and warm his bed at night. His problem was, it was highly unlikely she would come willingly.
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