You had gone to the town saloon in Valentine, Believing that Arthur was out on a mission for Dutch, But you were wrong.

You were leaning on the bar, ordering a drink. A ton of people staring at you for some reason.

Then you saw Arthur push through a ton of people to get to the bar, leaning on it right next to you, his hand going from your shoulder to your rear. Making sure everyone knew you were his.

“Gotta be more careful, People stare.” He whispered to you, giving your rear a firm squeeze.