The next day, Mark woke up in the same time as sun. He was working hard whole day with his employer, and new friend at the same, talking and getting to know better each other.
On the evening, Ryan decided to show boy the city, small, as on the Wild West, but always a city. When they Got around everything, Ryan took Mark to the saloon. As they approached the counter Ryan presented Mark to one of his friends from the heart, who was a bartender there.
“Hi Gaz, this’s Mark Owen, he’s twenty and new in the town. I gave him job in my stud.”
“Hi, so…Mark, I’m Gary Barlow and I’m 25. Nice to meet you.” Gary shook Mark’s hand.
Mark got dry mouth, the extraordinary beauty of Gary hit him. Because he had dark blond hair, green-blue eyes, shaped stubble and 68.90 inches height. He was slender but well built. "Yea… I will leave you guys, tomorrow I have a lot of work, and Mark is free. Bye. "And so Ryan left Mark and Gary alone.
“What would you like to drink?” Gary asked.
“Whisky, just half of glass.”
“Here.” Gary handed Mark a drink. “Where are you from and what are you doing in our town?”
„My parents and younger sister were murdered, and murders burned down my house and stable. I was lucky that I was on a ride with my horse ... Until recently, I thought I would rather die with them, but now, when I met you and Ryan, life makes a little sense again… ”
"You don’t suspect who could have done this?"
"There were these three men, who badly wished for my father, threatened him the day before the murder ... I was with him then, I think they were disappointed that they didn’t kill me ... probably they will be looking for me ..."
"Do not worry, we have here two great gunslingers, they will surely help you. I can take you to them tomorrow so you’ll talk with them. " Gary smiled warmly, cheering Mark up.
“Good idea, but I don’t have enough money to pay them…”
“Ok, somehow it will be." Gary patted new friend on the back, showing him in this way, concern and willingness to help.
"I'll be going now ... How much for whiskey?"
"Are you kidding? Whiskey at my expense. And if you want, I'll support you to your house.” Gary blushed a little.
“Yeah, will be nice, thanks.”
They got out to their horses, got onto them and drove away.
They were talking whole way, when they finally reached target, they got off horses and said their goodbyes to each other.
“See you tomorrow Mark, I’ll be here about 10 am.”
“Bye.” Mark hugged Gary tightly, what surprised Gary very much, but he liked it. Then Mark pulled away, his cheeks blushed in bright red, and took his horse to the stable and went to the house, to his room.
* * *
(the next day)
Gary was waiting outside, waiting for Mark, at about 10:00am. He knocked lightly on the door and after a few seconds they became open.
“Hi Gary.” Mark sighed happily.
“H…” Don’t loose your cool Gary- Gary thought and tried again in low, warm voice. “Hello.” He winked.

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The Wild Spirit
RomantizmRating: NC 17 Pairing: Gary/Mark; (the rest is a secret for now ^^) Summary: It's a western story. Mark is 20 years old (with quite long hair) and he is new in this town. Then he met sheriff and Ryan... And there will be also wild Mustang Horse...