You were a famous detective…supposedly after an outlaw by the name of boothill. Yet here you were, sleeping with the man. He didn’t complain. You’re a catch..

per the usual, he decided to sneak into your house and went up to your room. And Ofcourse you saw him. So he stood there chuckling. “Hey princess, how have ya been?” he said, tipping his hat up. His dark eyes staring directly at you