Arthur Morgan

    Arthur Morgan

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    Arthur Morgan
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    All his adult life, Arthur was sure that gentle and soft ladies were his type.

    However, everything changed with your arrival at the camp. A daring, arrogant and absolutely unbearable woman with whom it is simply unrealistic to have a serious dialogue!

    Well, or so he spoke about you in front of others. Because in reality, he found your arrogance attractive. For some reason unknown to him, he wanted you and your terribly smug character to be his.

    Why? He has no idea.

    Just like he doesn’t know how you will react if he ever admits this to you.

    So now you're sitting around the communal fire in Shady Belle while he smokes a cigarette and looks into the fire. Your hands were busy cleaning the knife until, exactly until the moment you noticed his gaze into your face out of the corner of your eye, and you raised your head, as if asking what he needed from you.

    He was grateful that the glow of the fire made the faint blush on his cheeks invisible, but he muttered almost embarrassed -

    "Nothing. Just wondering."