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She was wet under his tongue, a dampness to her that he knew only he could bring out of her. He could've stayed right there, but found himself stopping at her encouragement to kiss her instead. The hushed tone of her voice, the way she said his name.. the gentle plea. He pulled his mouth back from her and allowed himself to crawl up her frame, settling himself still between her legs. His dressed form brushing to her core and his mouth blindly finding hers in the dark. A kiss ensued that took him quickly to a place he only felt he could get to with her. A place that felt unearthly and yet so damned grounding. He moaned into it-- a throbbing in his trousers leaking with want at knowing what was to come.
He knew she'd taste herself on his mouth and that ignited the fire in him more, hand dropping between them to push at his pants-- fumbling with them momentarily before getting himself free. The cool air touched his taught skin and he broke from the kiss, hissing a short breath only to collide his mouth with hers again knowing her lipstick was smearing and staining his skin. But he didn't care, all he cared about was the way she kissed him back and the way he fit into her. His dick slicking against the wet warmth before pressing into her.
A low moan slipped from him as he slid into her, filling her with his length and lifting his hand up. His digits slid over her throat, circling his hand around the warm flesh and gently giving a squeeze. Nothing too firm, but enough of a hold to keep her where she lied. He broke their kiss, but only briefly to pant out a low, "Fuck you feel good.." but he was back against her lips moments after it, crashing their mouths together for another hungry kiss.
her hand slipped from his hair and smoothed along his back as he crawled up her frame, her lips meeting his to melt into a kiss she had been waiting for. as their lips molded against one another's, her legs fell open to welcome him in between while she patiently waited for him to undo his pants.
the way he pressed into her and slotted himself so perfectly in line with her set shivers down her spine as she panted a moan against his mouth. her throat vibrated against the pressure of his thumb as their warm breaths mingled with his words. soon though, she was melting back into him, her other hand sliding from his bicep to press at his shoulder in silent permission to flip.
He'd awoken four days ago to find Kate gone, a note in her place stating she'd found the location of Trout's right hand man. That she was riding out alone to handle it and if things went well.. she'd be back in three days. A lip-stained kiss on the bottom of it. Her signature. He stared at it, rereading it over and over until he was sure there was no telling which direction she'd gone. How did she even have that information? When did she have time to get it? Hadn't they been together for months now, running side by side. How did he miss her doing anything related to Trout outside of what they'd already been tracking? He felt a fool in some manner, felt like he'd been deceived.. tricked. But he had to trust that wasn't what was happening, had to believe she would be back. Three days.
Cletus told him they should go. Told them they had no reason to stay and that they'd be better off, but McDoon... goddam did he refuse. He knew if he tried to so much as leave this abandoned house in the fields of Kentucky that he'd have regrets. And he wasn't a man made of regrets. Hell, he'd killed his own daddy. He had no attachment when it came to people or things, but there was something dreadful in his stomach about all this. He couldn't lie and say he didn't care about her, couldn't lie and pretend he didn't feel strongly for her. He hadn't intended for that to happen, but as the days rolled by and the third one came to an end? Something terrible bubbled in his stomach, strange and frightful that he wasn't used to. What did he do if she didn't come back? That night Cletus encouraged him to think about heading out in the morning, encouraged that they get going before the law or someone else caught up to them. There was, after all, a bounty on the head of the Bandit King. They couldn't stay here too long. Someone else would come along.
As the morning came along so did a pour of rain. It was impossible to see the horizon with it and Cletus cursed whoever was up there about it, but McDoon didn't say anything. He kept his tongue silent and his mind racing, wondering still about her and where she could be. It had him on the porch as the day reached noon, the rain never letting up and Cletus somewhere inside reading away at a book of poems. He was sure he got it from Kate. But he said nothing about it. Choosing instead to smoke his third cigarette for the two hour block he'd been out there sat in a chair watching the rain fall. He wasn't sure if that time passed quickly or not, but he knew for certain when he saw something. A figure a top a horse galloping through the rain in his direction. A frown instantly etched across his face, but a swell of hope warmed through him. That was something he wasn't used to. Something he knew to beat back and never hold onto, but as that figure got closer the more he made out just who it was. @kssnkate. He pulled the cigarette from his mouth as he rose from the chair, tossing it into the rain and taking a step off the porch.
The rain collided with his frame, but he didn't stop as he moved towards the approaching horse and woman. Eventually coming to a stop when the horse reared back to a halt. She slid off the horse and he paused there, rain suddenly soaking and drenching him through. "Kate..." he wasn't a man built for relief, but he felt it as their eyes connected. Felt it more as the space between them was closed with both their moving frames. They collided and his hands grabbed at her face, drawing her in for a kiss that knocked both their hats off their heads. They fell to the muddy ground, but he didn't let up. The kiss consuming him completely, knowing all too well it was conveying a piece of him he'd never uttered out loud before. An emotion he'd never told to anyone, but he didn't stop. He let that fill him as relief washed over him. The rain giving that metaphorical feeling something physical.
[ rain ] a romantic(?) kiss in the rain
kate hadn't meant to work behind mcdoon and cletus' back, but the moment she had heard whispers of trout's location, she knew she couldn't linger any longer. it had been in passing through a town. she had stepped into a shop to grab a few supplies and in the receipt book, she saw his name etched in ink. the receipt had been dated just the day before.
she knew she should have told the boys. they would have left with her in a heartbeat, but this was her fight. knowing she was on his tail gave her a deeper sense of tunnel vision than she ever had, so that night, she left a letter and she and beauty galloped into the horizon.
it had taken time to catch up with him and more time to track him down. she couldn't dive into this. she observed the first two nights that he and his gang liked to drink and play poker. not much had changed. it wasn't until the third night that she made her appearance. sort of. she had slinked across the bar and murmured to the woman of the house that she wanted to try her shot, specifically with that gentleman, she said with a point towards trout. she was nervous though and eyed the drinks at the bar. the woman had sighed and poured her two shots of whiskey and told her to wait upstairs. she thanked the woman with a soft smile and headed up.
like clockwork, trout walker's curiosity was being fed as he slunk up to see what woman had a liking to him. her hat was off and she had stripped down to her undergarments so her riding attire wouldn't give her away. she was facing the window and gently looked towards her shoulder when he entered, murmuring that she had left him a little drink.
hubris at his highest, trout guffawed a noise and stepped over to take the shot, but the burning liquid choked in his throat for two reasons: the moment kate turned to face him and the second the muscles in his throat started to seize. the yellow spotted lizard venom was burning down his esophagus and into his throat, which he clutched and gasped for air to try to find some relief. she had let him choke and sputter on bile and blood for a minute or two before she sunk a bullet between his eyes. she had left an imprint of a kiss on his cheek solely to let his clan know that she had been the one to do this, to finish trout, and by the time they ran upstairs, she was dressed and gone.
she had spent the next day speeding back for the two she had left behind, only getting slowed as a storm started to roll in. the rain seemed to wash away the years of resent with the knowledge that trout walker no longer walked this earth, the rain falling in an early summer shower that was cool but not cold. it whipped by her as beauty ran, but this was the start of a new life.
when she neared the house, she saw mcdoon rise from the porch in what seemed to be shock. she pulled back beauty's reins to stop her before she slid off and met him halfway, colliding into a passionate kiss. her hands clung desperately to his bicep and chest as she melted into his kiss. now, she could properly love him without anything holding her back. now, she could finally say the words that felt strained and guilty to admit.
she tore back from his lips with a panted breath, raindrops collecting on long lashes as they fluttered open to find his. " i love you, " she panted out, a hand coming up to brush against his cheek. " i'm sorry i'm late . . . "
McDoon had retired prior to her and Cletus, slipping into the tent with intention to rest for whatever day ahead they had next. He'd been in and out of sleep, hearing his two cohorts move about outside but overall he'd had his eyes shut and his mind turned off. He knew that in due time Kate would be entering their shared tent and he'd be able to fall asleep fully. It felt childish to admit that, but he wouldn't say it out loud. Wouldn't let anyone know just how attached he was to her and what she offered him. Be it the warmth of her body against his or the comfort of her touch. Maybe it was her smile... or the way she'd push at him. He couldn't place it, but he felt attached to her in ways he didn't want to put a name on. It'd become too real. But part of him.. part of this bandit wanted it to be real. He yearned for a life mixed into all this stealing, killing, and whatnot. But who'd want to settle with the likes of a man labeled the 'bandit king'.
He wasn't thinking about any of that though when she entered the tent and definitely wasn't thinking about it when he grabbed at her, drawing her close and in so their bodies could press together. He kissed her, warm and slow before going for her clothes below her waist. Tugging and drawing them away until she was without them and he had the ability to dive in. Kissing along her inner thighs and running his fingers through damp folds. He knew she'd be putty, knew she'd melt right into despite his ability to stay sleeping. He could've. He could've laid there and let her curl against him, but he didn't. He couldn't. He wanted to fall asleep with her in a way that would leave them both spent, content, and maybe a bit tired for tomorrow. He knew Cletus would have words to grumble about it, but that didn't stop him.
Fingers pressed at her tight entrance as he sucked at her thigh, nipping and wanting to leave behind a mark or two. He slid just inches above the spot, leaving another mark in his wake as his fingers slid in and out-- widening and curling to feel her warmth. He groaned as he pulled his fingers away, mouth popping away from her skin and head quickly turning to run his tongue against her. He flicked the tip of it along her nub then pressed to it properly, rubbing and teasing her with every intention to have her panting for more.
nights with mcdoon made the long days of riding or completing jobs all the more worth it. even in her calloused heart, there was romantic still very much alive in there, one that had been sitting in the shadows and starving until she had given into the bandit. green lake kate would never found herself falling for a criminal, but kissin' kate? she appreciated henry mcdoon . . . she'd rather have someone who was open with what he was about than someone that masqueraded as something entitled to praising while secretly committing vile deeds. that was the makings of a real monster.
her mouth fell open as his fingers curled and dragged inside of her, a moan spilling from them with a furrowed brow. she could feel his sucking and biting against her thigh, and she knew she'd have a few trophies to find come morning, but she didn't mind. there was no way she could do anything other than melt into him when he wrapped her around his finger like this.
she panted out another moan when his mouth took over against her clit, her need for him throbbing between his legs and becoming all the more evident as his mouth and fingers slicked against her. " henry, baby . . . " she breathed out, her fingers curling into dark locks as her hips rolled up towards his mouth wantonly. " c - c'mere . . . i've wanted to kiss you all day . . . "
He'd taken time to clean himself up nice in the room he'd already told Cletus would be his for the night. There'd been grumbling and some complaining about how McDoon was spending too much time with that devil woman, but he only laughed it off and said that he'd go to Hell if it meant a night alone with her. It gotten a scoff out of Cletus before the man was leaving the room altogether, claiming he'd give Henry his privacy and that he had some mail to send off. He didn't believe the second part in the least, but he didn't question it. Instead he spent his time getting ready for tonight. Dinner in the salon, maybe a walk around town. They'd find ways to the pass the time before retiring to her room.
He cleaned himself in the tub within the room, a warm bath felt like a goddamn dream in this time. They rarely had the comfort of one, usually bathing in creeks or rundown towns that barely had wood on the walls to keep a draft out. He'd bought a bar of soap, something that smelled nice but he couldn't pinpoint the scent of. He didn't ask, just purchased it along with a new shirt, some jeans and then wandered on out with a nod at the store owner. He'd considered a new hat, but he liked his and instead went about cleaning it after his bath. Even cleaned his boots some to make them look less dusted and little shinier.
He knew that he didn't have to clean up all that much to get from Point A to Point B, but he knew she was putting in some effort with this and he wanted to too. Besides... he'd be lying if he said he didn't like the idea of sharpening up. He was a good looking guy and he knew he could clean up nicely. All he had to do was put in the goddamn effort that included slicking back his hair and settling his cleaned hat on his head. He'd slid into his new attire, the black shirt an exact opposite too the usual white he liked to wear. The stand offish desire to stick out now mixed into a desire to blend in. He didn't want too much attention drawn to him tonight. Didn't stop him from wearing a gun on his hip, settling with the one over the two he usually wore.
He'd been down the steps before she was, leaning into the railing of the stairs only looking up when he heard the sound of someone approaching. After about the third one, it was her. His eyes landing on the woman clad in her nice green dress and hair done up kindly. His lips twitched into a grin as he pushed away from the rail, coming over to meet her as she settled on the final step putting them at eye level. She was beautiful. He was so used to seeing her in men's clothing and with her hair down that it felt strange almost to see her. But it wasn't unwelcomed and he pulled his hat from his head as she smiled, his hand finding hers to lift and press a delicate kiss to.
She complimented him and he let his grin grow, eating at his face a little with smug confidence. He lowered their hands, but kept his hold on hers... thumb stroking the back of hers, "You look mighty fine yourself, Miss Barlow." He stepped back, gently leading her with so she could come down from the step. He settled his free hand onto his belt buckle and released her hand only to present his arm to her, "Feeling hungry or should we take a walk through this town? See if we can't find a place to drink and talk."
the formal name that fell from his lips was one she hadn't heard in ages. she missed the kids that used to call her miss katherine. she missed the days that were simple, but green lake was a place that held too much hurt for her liking. in one night, everything she loved had been taken from her by the hands of the smallest man she had ever known. a man she couldn't wait to watch the blood pour from . . . but that man wasn't her worry tonight, no. tonight was a night off for the gang, perhaps the first dedicated night off that wasn't just camping.
her hand lifted to slide into the nook of his offered arm as she took the last step down, her eyebrows raising with impressive approval. " where did you learn to court a lady? " she teased, her smile warming into something more like a grin across her face. her thumb stroked against the black fabric against his elbow. " i can't imagine henry mcdoon takin' a cotillion class . . . "
it wasn't unusual for one of the pack to get in an entanglement, but that usually meant the other two were ready to get the other out of trouble. what had been a seemingly normal job had turned into a ransom note tacked to where kate had beauty tied up, one for her to find when she returned back to the hitching post. she had breathed out a jesus christ before she had gone to the location with intentions of making a deal before offering any coin. she could normally bat her eyes and flirt her way through a situation, but when that failed, her revolver was a reliable plan b. what she didn't know was that today was different. today was a trap.
she had arrived at the address a couple of miles on the outskirts of the town she had found it in and followed the directions to head into the cellar. there, she saw mcdoon tied to a support beam, a little roughened up, but that didn't raise alarms. what did was his face when she walked in. he was barely able to get her name out to warn her before she was grabbed by a man who was waiting in the shadows. another was quick to flank him. she thrashed as one held her and the other went for her holster, and she lifted her boot to kick back as hard as she could into the first man's shin. he cursed and responded by pulling her to the ground and slamming her into the concrete floor as hard as she could.
when she made impact, her breath was knocked from her lungs, coughing and gasping for air before a boot came crushing against her ribs. muscle and bone buckled and cracked as she released a pained gasp, scrambling for the holster that had only been popped open before she had kicked. the second man grabbed her by the arms while the first took over for the holster, ripping the revolver from her holster and throwing it aimlessly. it crashed into a few stacked crates, the sound of glass shattering echoing in the cellar as the crates came to the ground. with her being unarmed and pinned to the ground, the first man started kicking and stomping on her while the second's fists came flying hard across her cheek. her body was a ragdoll in the jaws of two lions who were twice her size, and they were taunting her and mcdoon in the process. big tough bandits, huh? where's my kiss now, sweetheart? you two are gonna make us lots and lots of money when we turn your bodies in.
the voices sounded like they were underwater and miles away as they taunted with her, mixing with the gruff shouts from mcdoon where he was bound. if she focused long enough during her clawing and thrashing, she could make out words.
โ fight back . fight back ! โ
the metallic taste of blood was thick in her mouth as she sputtered after another blow to her torso, her body giving way to the pain. she knew they'd kill her and make mcdoon watch before they did the same to him. her battery was rapidly draining and the edges of her vision were darkening, but she refused to let this assholes win.
she mustered up what strength she had to reach an arm out in the onslaught, feeling around until her fingers landed on a smooth piece of glass. in a quick, upward motion, she slashed and caught the second man by the throat. blood came pouring out the wound he quickly clutched as he stumbled back. the shock gave her time to roll with a pained noise and crawl over to her gun. the second man snapped out of his stupor and lunged for her, but her fingers wrapped around her revolver and she turned just enough to take one shot, sinking it in the middle of his forehead. the man fell to a heap on the ground.
she closed her eyes with relief when he fell and let her head fall back, her breaths strangled and ragged. she took a minute before she was able to slowly collect herself enough to crawl over to mcdoon. she let him slide down to her level on the beam as shaky hands used the piece of glass to cut the rope free. once the last strand was cut, she pushed the glass aside and let herself lay against the cool concrete floor. her vision was fading in and out, and her entire body throbbed with a singular pulse that felt like it was going to overtake her. she didn't know if there were more men here, and if there were? she wasn't so sure she could make it through them.
Kate rounds the corner and relief touches his chest, shoulders relaxing. He quirks a brow at her mention of his legs and the stirrups, eyes dropping to them. It was definitely suited for her height not his and though he could still ride the mare fine... he didn't wanna argue. Not to mention she'd just saved his ass. Who was he to question any of it? So he just snorts a sound, rolling his eyes a little and shifting to scoot back. His feet leave the stirrups and he settles on the back end of the saddle, one hand releasing the reins in order to offer it to Kate. He knew she'd take the outstretched hand to get on the horse, but he waited... small smirk pressing to his lips, "You don't seem to mind it when we're wearin' less clothes."
He knew he was poking a bear he shouldn't with her rescuing him and all, but he couldn't help it. He liked to get on her nerves and under her skin. Enjoyed getting to tickle her ego and pride to see what she'll do. She was a woman who was in control of herself and most of the things around her, but he knew she could melt. He knew she could easily become putty in his hands. She'd done it over and over again.
her hand lifted to grab the reins before he smarted off to her. it warned a roll of her brown eyes and a smirk that was unable to be combatted. she lifted her foot to hook into the stirrup and with a couple of hops was able to hoist herself onto the saddle and settle in front of him.
" you might wanna hold on, but watch where you put those hands, bandit king, " she teased as her smirked twisted into a grin, the heels of her boots nudging beauty into a trot and then a full gallop through the center of town.
the trio had stopped in a town called valentine, which seemed to be fitting for the plans that kate and mcdoon had conjured for themselves that evening. she had insisted on, at least, getting ready in her own room of the motel they were staying at. if they were to end up together for the night, they could come back here and let cletus have his own space where mcdoon was getting ready. the past few jobs they had done had gotten them some extra coin to play with, so they had splurged on something to clean themselves up for the night.
kate had bought herself a pretty green dress, one that had intricacies of stitching and lace incorporated into it. it hugged her at the bodice and flared out, just brushing the boots she had given a good clean to go underneath it. she hadn't gotten herself new shoes - a dress would be enough extra weight to tuck away. she had scrubbed herself in the bathtub with a rose and lavender soap she had bought at the drugstore, her skin soft and perfumed. the tangles had been brushed from her hair before she pinned it up with a couple of hair combs to get it out of her face, the rest of her dark locks hanging in soft tendrils down her shoulders and back. as she gave herself a look in the mirror, she saw a ghost of herself. she looked nearly like the woman who had educated the youth of green lake. her skin was more freckled from sun exposure and was starting to form faint lines in the corner of her eyes and between her brow from fretting. her eyes carried a weight of someone who had lived a tough existence but carried one hell of a story. she didn't look like the kate that murdered men in her path to trout walker or the kate that was plastered on wanted posters in several counties. she was simply just kate barlow in this moment.
she had promised @mcswoon that she could meet him downstairs at six o'clock, so when the clock in her room chimed, she quickly grabbed her small purse and headed out the door. boots clicked down the hall and then down the stairs before she spotted a familiarly shaped but equally cleaned up figure standing there waiting. when he turned, her breath caught in her chest and her pupils naturally dilated with the warmth that filled her gaze. he was truly the most handsome man in the world.
she was simply too stunned to move down from the last step, which gave him the chance to step over and be eye to eye with her. she felt his hand take hers and watched as he brought her hand up to his lips to press a kiss. it caused her lips to press together and form into a soft smile as she found it impossible to take her eyes off of him. " you clean up nicely, mr. mcdoon, " she murmured.
[ hand ] a chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand
๐ ย * ย โ ย ๐ท๐ณ๐จ๐ป๐ถ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช ๐บ๐ฌ๐ต๐ป๐ฌ๐ต๐ช๐ฌ ๐บ๐ป๐จ๐น๐ป๐ฌ๐น๐บ.
โ ย you've been my best friend for years, what made you think it would change now?ย โ โ ย i'm always here for you if you need me.ย โ โ ย well, that's what friends are for.ย โ โ ย remember, i'm always just one call away.ย โ โ ย how long have we known each other now? i know you better than you know yourself.ย โ โ ย you're an idiot most of the time, but you're my idiot.ย โ โ ย do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? i could use some company.ย โ โ ย you always know how to cheer me up.ย โ โ ย i made you your favorite food.ย โ โ ย i know it's 2 a.m. but i really need someone to talk to. are you awake?ย โ โ ย remember when we used to build blanket forts? let's do it again.ย โ โ ย please come to this family dinner with me. my family already loves you and i need some neutral person there with me.ย โ โ ย here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you.ย โ โ ย do you remember that promise we made to each other when we were kids?ย โ โ ย i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you mean the world to me.ย โ โ ย i don't need advice right now, just a friend to listen.ย โ โ ย you're the best friend one could ever ask for.ย โ โ ย hey, umm ... thank you for being my friend.ย โ โ ย you don't have to go through this alone. i'm here for you.ย โ โ ย want to grab a coffee and catch up?ย โ โ ย we may not talk every day anymore, but i still consider you my friend.ย โ โ ย i can stay and help you finish this if you want.ย โ โ ย you've got this. i believe in you!ย โ โ ย how about we plan a game night this weekend?ย โ โ ย do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years?ย โ โ ย no matter what happens, you'll always have me.ย โ โ ย you don't have to pretend with me. i like you just the way you are.ย โ โ ย consider it ... a little friendly competition.ย โ โ ย thank you, you always know how to make me laugh.ย โ โ ย i can't believe how far we've come together.ย โ โ ย just stay put, i'll be over in a minute.ย โ โ ย i've got us tickets for that concert/movies/exhibition you wanted to go to.ย โ โ ย how about a road trip? just like old times ...ย โ โ ย i really appreciate you staying in my life all these years.ย โ โ ย i don't know what i'd do without you.ย โ โ ย you can tell me if something is bothering you.ย โ โ ย race you to the end of the street!ย โ โ ย bet you can't beat me at this game. i'm a pro.ย โ โ ย i challenge you to a cooking contest. loser has to buy dinner for the next week.ย โ โ ย you've been such a great friend, and i just wanted to say thanks.ย โ
(Sentences from That Dirty Black Bag (2022). Adjust phrasing where needed)
i want more aus with kate. give me modern things, give me d&d/fantasy things ( she'd be a human turned rogue or ranger after sam gets murdered ), give me it all.
reminder of modern verse:
MODERN. growing up in small town texas felt like kate was stuck decades behind the rest of the world. when trout walker feels threatened and rejected, he and his friends seek out sam and murder him, but of course, with a combination of money, small town politics, and no family to defend sam, the murder is brushed off the rug.
kate's thirst for revenge is loud. she becomes a vocal advocate for human rights, often protesting and getting herself in trouble for speaking her mind and trying to expose the hate that still lives deep within this 'land of freedom.'
McDoon was well aware that @femraged had places she wanted to be, people to see and kill... but they weren't going anywhere. Not in this weather. The rain and storm that had been raging on for days now was taking its time in even thinking of clearing up. The three of them, Cletus included, had been lucky to find a cabin that was left abandoned with a door barely hanging onto the hinges. One of the three windows inside it was broken and there was only one bedroom, one that neither man was allowed to lay claim to upon entry of the cabin. Kate had quickly disappeared behind that door when they first arrived, ruffled and frustrated with the fact they had to get off the road. He couldn't rightly blame her for being frustrated. Not with them hot on the trail of this Trout guy only to be stopped dead by a storm.
โ it's been raining for three days straight. โ
Kate's voice comes from the open door of the cabin, McDoon out on the porch under the slight overhang. The wood of the covered location slowly collapsing in on itself from years of being left untouched... or maybe it was the rain. Maybe it was really coming down that hard. He wasn't concerned about it falling in on them though. No. It'd hold up and they'd be long gone before it ever fell apart completely. For now it was doing its damned job of keeping him dry while he smoked. His cigarette between his lips, balancing there as he leaned into one of the wooden beams holding the roof up. His eyes flicker over to Kate and he snorts a breath, free hand rising to take hold of the stick of nicotine. He pulls it from his mouth, letting out a slow pillar of smoke then answering with a set of words he knew would get under her skin, "What do you want me to do? Tell it to stop? Yell at the sky? Curse it for not letting up?"
kate was going stir crazy in this cabin. the longer she sat, the louder her thoughts were. the longer they stayed stuck here, the more miles trout was likely putting between them. surely, he had gotten to the other side of this storm system, and if he had? he was breaking loose. miles were being gained that were putting them back to square one.
the comment had been made out loud and directed to no one in particular, but mcdoon's response had her sour mood worsening. there had been plenty of times she had debated getting on her horse and braving the rain, but she knew that'd be stupid. she needed mcdoon and cletus as backup, as much as she hated to admit it. and riding through the cold rain? she'd catch her death out there, or at least, be weakened to some degree that would leave her vulnerable. it was stupid to go alone.
" look, i didn't tell you to do anything, " she spat back at him, her jaw setting into place. " wasn't even talkin' to you. i was just . . . talkin'. i'm sick of this stupid rain and i'm goin' crazy in here. cletus just had to put a coffee can under another leak in here! "