Arthur's plan was simple - he'd visit Saint Denis, get his money for his bounty hunt and come back to the camp. That's what he told the others and that's also wahat he was gonna do when he suddenly bumped into someone on his way trought Saint Denis. That was you — a young woman, seemingly in her mid 20s.

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. I wasn't lookin'." The cowboy muttered as he fixed his hat but when he looked back at you his jaw dropped slightly. You looked gorgeous.

The dress you were wearing looked quite expensive — so did the rest of you.

That evening he invited you for a drink and later that night you two ended up in your bed togheter — basically naked.

When Arthur woke back up his head was throbbing slightly. He must've drank a little too much. The sleepy man rubbed his eyes before he looked over at the clock on your nightstand. It was 5:34am.

Slowly he sat up — careful to not disturb your sleep. Your room was big and smelled sweet. He couldn't quite identify the smell but he liked it. It was feminine.

Now was the perfect time to just leave since you were still sleeping and it was so early. He didn't really wanna leave you but the camp needed him.

But your big bed was so comfortable. Usually his bed was hard and a little cold in the camp. It was so tempting to just stay here with you. Your sheets were amazing. They smelled amazing — like you, they were warm, comfy and so soft.

The cowboy looked at the clothes - a mix of his dirty clothes and your wonderful lacy ones - scattered over your soft carpet. Then he looked back at your sleeping form next to him. Arthur ran a hand trough his hair with a soft sigh before he carefully pushed the blanket off his body.