6 Paragraphs from The Ways of the West:
“Let her go.” The voice was harsh, spoken barely above a whisper, but there was no mistaking it – it was Johnny. “Let her go Frank. Your quarrel’s with me, not her.”
“Is it?” Frank’s voice was dangerously soft, and he pressed the barrel of the gun harder against her head. “If I kill her we’ll be even – my brother for your wife.”
Jessica’s heart stilled momentarily and she couldn’t breathe – she truly was in danger! Then her heart started racing, beating so hard she could feel it against her forearm that Frank had pinned against her chest.
“That poker game was rigged!” Johnny yelled, sounding desperate now. “Jessica is innocent in all this! Let her go! What kind of a man kills a woman?”
With a grunt of rage, Frank jerked his arm up under her throat, pulling her head right back, cutting off her air supply. She could still feel the cold metal of the gun pressing against her temple and she couldn’t breathe – she knew her time was up. A lone tear trickled down her cheek. With her head tilted right back as it was the only thing she could see was the sky, but she could hear footsteps approaching. Heavy, running footsteps. Mr Jordan? She hoped it was – Mr Jordan was the one man Frank might listen to, the one man who may be able to convince Frank to spare her life. But it would mean Johnny would lose his. Johnny was armed, but Frank already had his gun out with the hammer cocked – in a shoot-out Johnny wouldn’t stand a chance.
“What’s going on?” Mr Jordan’s booming voice rang out. Then she heard him suppress a gasp. “Let her go Frank. That’s no way to treat a woman!” All the authority Mr Jordan could muster was in his voice, and she felt Frank waver. “I said, let her go!” The order was even more forceful this time, and she felt herself being thrown violently sideways at the same time there was a crash of gunfire - two guns went off almost simultaneously, shattering the silence, echoing across the plains. Time stood still.
Orphaned by an attack on her family’s wagon train, Jessica finds herself stranded a thousand miles from Boston, the only home she has ever known. Only one man—a rough, dusty cowboy named Johnny—stands between her and the perils of the west, and he quickly makes it clear that he is ready to do whatever needs to be done to keep Jessica safe, whether she likes it or not.
When the unlikely pair stumble upon a cattle drive and they are both offered employment, Johnny doesn’t hesitate to accept. But after Jessica loudly expresses her disdain for his plan and for cowboys in general, Johnny decides it is time for drastic action. After a hard, embarrassing spanking followed by a tearful apology to the trail boss, Jessica is left with a sore backside and a strange yet undeniably powerful need to be held close and comforted by her handsome protector.
With Johnny by her side—and claiming an ever bigger place in her heart with each passing day—Jessica begins to adjust to life on the trail. But a cattle drive is a dangerous place for anyone, let alone a city girl with a penchant for disobedience. If he ever wants the chance to make Jessica his wife, Johnny knows he’s going to have to take her firmly in hand before she gets herself hurt or killed. Even if it means a painful, humiliating bare-bottom strapping she’ll never forget, one way or another he’ll teach her the ways of the west.
Publisher’s Note: The Ways of the West is an erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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