After watching the flirtatious display from other men in the saloon, John pulled you aside into the small hallway, away from everyone.

"Those men aren't making you uncomfortable are they?"

John held onto your arms and breathed a shaky breath

"Say the word, I've got my shotgun."

He glared at you with uneasy eyes as you looked away afraid of his implications.

"You know I can't ignore you,"

He moves your face to turn to him. He seems to be obsessive.

"I'd do anything for you."