The trapper and a gang.

CH32: You and me

In the evening, I sit by the campfire with a plate of stew. I have not had much nausea today, the doctor told me that it always calms down. As I finish eating, I notice Arthur coming back, I put my plate down and walk slowly towards him, with a smile.He gets off his horse and goes to me, and without saying a word, he gently takes me in his arms.

- Well, what honor am I entitled to such a hug? I asked.

- I just wanted to see you.... He said calmly.

I go back to see his face and ask him:

- Arthur, are you all right?

- I never felt so good. He sais, smiling.

Something has changed in his eyes, there is something warm, tender.... even in his way of speaking... and I don't think it is because of the disease. I put a hand on his forehead, no fever. His breathing is good, he does not cough.He grabs my hand and puts it on his cheek.

- I'd like to... take you somewhere.... He said.

- Really? Where?

- I don't know yet. We can just..... go for a walk.... just be together.

I look at him and smile at him.

- Okay, let's go. I said to him.

He gets on his horse and holds out his hand to help me climb, then I roll my arms around his waist and put my head against his back. We ride for at least 10 minutes, we stop at a saloon in Valentine.

I'm going to sit at a table and wait for Arthur, I see him order a bottle of whiskey with two glasses, then he comes back to me and sits down.He puts down the glasses and fills them and hands me one of them.

- Uh... sorry, Arthur. I can not drink alcohol... I said, pushing the glass gently.

- Why? This is the first time you don't want to drink. He says while drinking his glass.

* Because I'm pregnant !!! Idiot!!*

I wanted to tell him.... but the words are stuck in my throat.... I really do not know how to tell him....

- The doctor advised against drinking for a few days.... I said.

- Ah... by the way, do you know what you have? he asks me.

- Just an allergy, I have to pay attention to what I eat and what I drink.

- Nothing serious then.

- No.... nothing.

I look at him for a moment, he drinks a last and he notices that I look at him smiling.He says nothing, he leans on the table, and we look at each other with a smile. I have the impression that if I laugh, I lose.

- Do you want to do something else? He asks me.

- I... I have an idea ... I wink at him.

He understands, he says to me:

- Sarah ... you know that ....

- Yes, I know, Arthur. But "no dirty game". Just you and me, a comfortable bed and nothing more.

He smiles at me and gets up to rent a room, he takes the keys and I follow him in the hallway, it's the third door on the right. I take off my jacket, my shoes and sit on the bed. Arthur puts his guns on the table, takes off his jacket and shoes and sits next to me.

We exchange a look, and I notice that he has not taken off his hat, I take it and put it on my head. He looks at me smiling, I go to the mirror and look at me,Arthur gets up and goes behind me, he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck. I take his hands and put them on my belly.