over the black patch covering his right eye. “Luke’s from a high-society family, so she might consider him, though that bayonet scar would turn most women away. Gabe’s been called an animal more than once because of his size.” He shrugged. “We might not have a chance with her, but I like her spirit.”
“She certainly showed some when she whacked that miner,” said Jack with a grin. “But it’s been a long winter, and you’ve gone without for how long?”
Oz squirmed. His cock wouldn’t have been the only one that went hard the moment Sarah walked into the room. That bugged the hell out of him because, while he liked Sarah for herself, the others just wanted a woman. They’d be just as happy with one of the women working out of Baldy’s Saloon.
“That’s not a question a well-married man ought to ask a bachelor.”
Jack laughed when Oz shifted in his hard seat to find a comfortable position. There wasn’t one in tight pants with a hard cock, and Jack knew it.
“I’ve seen lots of pretty women,” said Oz. “Bedded a few of them before my eye was wrecked. But I never felt like this before.”
“And how is that, my friend?”
Oz licked his finger and picked up the last crumbs from his plate. The woman was a damn good cook, in addition to everything else.
“I want to protect her from harm and throw her naked on a bed, at the same time.”
“Sounds like what I feel for Beth.” Jack cocked an eyebrow. “You’d better state your intentions loud and clear, right now, because every man in this room wants her.”
“Luke and Gabe saw her first. They staked their claim when they rescued her. Everyone in town and the valley knows that.”
It bugged the hell out of him that he hadn’t been in on little Molly Sinclair’s rescue, when they also found Sarah. He wanted to help, but he only had one good eye. The plan needed just a few men, ones who could see perfectly at night. It burned his britches, but that was life. You take what you’re dealt and play the game the best you can. That was partly why he liked Sarah so much. She’d been dealt a raw deal but was still in the game. He couldn’t wait to see her go nose-to-chest with that damn banker over her bakery.
Jack shook his head. “Once word spreads that a beautiful single woman is in Tanner’s Ford, men will come from a hundred miles or more. That bakery is going to be jammed with men hungry for more than pie. Luke’s claim won’t matter to these men. And we don’t want them learning what happened to Sarah before she came to town.”
“Damn right.”
Oz wanted to show Sarah that whatever the brutes had done to her, loving could be pleasant with the right man. He’d be more than happy to show her just how pleasant.
“Maybe Sophie has some ideas,” said Jack.
Oz nodded. He’d talk with her after the room cleared out. It would give him a chance to see Sarah up close, as well. Jack nudged him with his foot.
“Here they come.”
Chapter Five
Oz and Jack shot to their feet when Sophie and Sarah entered the dining room. It wasn’t necessary for a gentleman to stand when a woman was working. But dinner was over, and Oz would make sure every one of these stinking miners treated Sarah and Sophie like the ladies they were.
“Please, everyone, sit,” called Sophie over the rumble of shuffling feet and scraping chairs.
At six foot even, Oz was tall, but he was one of the shortest in the valley. Even Jack was an inch taller. He waited until everyone in front of him sat before he did. He didn’t want to lose sight of Sarah.
She modestly kept her eyes down, but Oz noticed her cheeks were pink. At least she’d taken off her kerchief. Her chopped hair had grown out to brush her shoulders. It looked thick, the color of chestnuts in the fall. Her dress hung, concealing her figure without her apron tied snug around her waist. Just as well, as he didn’t want anyone knowing about her shape. Just him, Gabe, and Luke.
“First I have