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The sun was setting over the small town of Red Rock when I rode into town. The dusty streets and worn buildings seemed to fade into the background as my gaze settled on the saloon. It wasn't just any ordinary watering hole - it was where all the locals gathered to gossip, drink, and make trouble. I tied up my horse outside, then swung open the swinging doors and stepped inside.
The air inside was thick with smoke and laughter, but I knew exactly who I was looking for. He was a tall, dark-haired stranger who had been eyeing me from across the room since I first walked in. His eyes sparkled as he caught my gaze and raised his glass in a silent toast. I smiled back at him, feeling a flutter in my chest that I couldn't ignore.
I slid onto the stool beside him, my leather skirt creaking as I moved. The bartender looked up from wiping down the counter and gave me a knowing smile. "What can I get you, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice low and smooth. I ordered a whiskey on the rocks and turned back to the stranger, feeling a sense of excitement building inside me. This was going to be one wild night.
