"That's easy for you to say, Sam. You're sitting on a f*cking gold mine." Tim argues as he dismounts to help Sam down from the wagon.
"Yeah, we can't buy food on good looks alone." Chance chuckles.
"Just what are we supposed to do? The only thing we know how to do is rob banks and stagecoaches." Tim adds as they walk toward the house.
"Oh, I think you've boys have shown me that you know how to do plenty." Sam says with a smirk.
"Like what?" Adam asks as he and Tim help the injured old cowboy onto the porch. The blonde had been wanting them to settle down for some time but he did agree with the others' argument. With no way of making money, they would starve.
"Adam, that garden has taken a complete turnaround. And you've all have come up with some great ideas about the buildings on my property." Sam replies.
"Yeah? So?" Tim asks as they wall into the house. "I've not seen a lot of help wanted signs for gardeners."
"Wow!" Rob whispers as they stand in the living room and take in their surroundings.
The living room was large with a fireplace. All the furniture was still in the house, covered with sheets.
"This is nice." Adam smiles as he raises the sheet to look at the couch.
"And all this can be yours." Lilly smiles. She actually thought she saw a twinkle in Tim's eyes and a small smile on his lips as he slowly makes his way around the living room. "The kitchen is fully stocked with pots, pans, skillets, dishes...everything you need."
"The master bedroom is on one side of the house with two more bedrooms on the other. Both furnished." Sam adds. "A well in the backyard for drinking water. And of course, an outhouse."
"Why aren't y'all living here?" Tim asks as he looks at a beautiful old lamp.
"Well, our boys needed a place and we wanted our privacy. This place was actually too big for just me and Lilly." Sam says as they walk into the kitchen. "You'll need a bigger table. This one only seats four. But, I built this one so I can just build you a bigger one."
"We haven't agreed on anything yet." Tim retorted while looking into the woodburning oven.
"Oh, but you will, Timmy." Sam chuckles at the cockiness of the young outlaw. "You will."
"The same heated stream that you guys washed up in behind our house also runs behind this house." Lilly adds to the list of the pros of living here.
Adam grabs his lover by the hand and pulls him down the hall to check out the master bedroom. Chance and Rob go to check out the other rooms.
"What do you think?" Lilly whispers as she links her arm through her husband's.
"Tim's trying to be a little difficult but I expected that." Sam speaks softly so the others couldn't hear him.
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FanfictionA ruthless gang of outlaws led by a crazed killer roams the west doing whatever it takes to survive.