drinks, talk, and see where it all leads.â
âHopefully to your bedroom.â
âMaybe so,â she said, managing a smile. âYouâre due for something good to happen, Iâd say.â
âI say so too,â he agreed as they crossed the street and walked on.
*Â *Â *Â
Twenty minutes later they were climbing into Gloriaâs large feather bed and then Longarm was kissing and touching all the right places. He found Gloriaâs pleasure spot, and when she began to squirm and moan, he mounted her and they made love with a passion that surprised them both. When it was over, Longarm rolled off the woman and stared up at her bedroom ceiling.
âHow long has it been since youâve had a man?â he asked quietly.
âTwo years.â
âSince your husband.â
âNo, I had a lover a year after my husband died. We made love at least once a day for two months.â
âAnd then?â
âAnd then he decided that he didnât want Denver and he didnât want me.â
âIâm sorry.â
âDonât be. He wasnât that much of a man. Iâm better off without him.â
âGood.â
Gloria rolled over onto Longarm. âSo what do we do about Bodie tomorrow morning now that his grandmother and aunt have made it more than clear they want nothing to do with the boy . . . much less his wolf dog?â
âIâm going to sleep on it,â Longarm told her.
Gloria reached down and grabbed his flaccid manhood and began to stroke it. âNot all night, you arenât!â
Longarm grinned broadly. He had suspected that Gloria was going to be something special, and now he was sure of it.
Chapter 4
Longarm overslept, and when he awoke, Gloria had already left to open her dress shop. On the kitchen table was a written note that read:
Dear Custis,
I just didnât have the heart to wake you after such a wonderful but long and exciting night together. As soon as possible, let me know how it went with Bodie and Sheriff Miller.
Love, Gloria.
âDamn!â Longarm whispered to himself when he consulted his railroad pocket watch and saw that it was nearly ten oâclock.
He dressed hurriedly and locked Gloriaâs door on his way out. His own room was only three blocks away, and he rushed over there to wash up a little, then shave and don his own shirt and coat. He knew that by the time he got to Sheriff Millerâs office with Bodie, it was going to be pushing noon.
At eleven oâclock he burst into Dr. Winslowâs office to come unexpectedly face-to-face with Ida and Rose. Ida lit into Longarm before he could even ask the old lady why she was here at the doctorâs office.
âHeâs gone!â Ida cried. âMy grandson and his dog have disappeared.â
Longarm glanced at Rose, who nodded her head and fought back tears. He was about to say something when Dr. Winslow and his wife stepped into the room. The doctor looked upset. âThat boy took his dog and left sometime in the night. We had yesterdayâs receipts in a drawer and that money is also missing.â
âHow much?â Longarm asked.
âAbout thirty dollars.â
âDoc, Iâm real sorry about that, and I promise Iâll make it up to you on my next payday,â Longarm said. âI donât suppose that Bodie left us a clue as to where he has gone.â
âNo,â the doctor said. âAnd frankly, I really donât care. I treated his dog for free, we fed the two of them, and this is what I get in return?â
âAgain, Iâm sorry about the thirty dollars,â Longarm said, meaning it. âAnd I will pay back what Bodie stole.â
âNever you mind about that,â Ida said. âIâll take care of it. The boy is my grandson and last evening I told you he carried my daughterâs bad blood . . . but even so, I feel terrible about judging him so