MY OUTLAW ↛ JOHN MARSTON

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Amara turned around to a flustered John. She just rolled her eyes and turned back around.

"Really?" Maisie turned to Amara, an annoyed look on her face.

"What?" Amara asked, throwing a dollar on the bar counter. She crossed her arms over her chest.

"You are ridiculous! Just go talk to him!" Maisie threw her hands in the air. "Don't just blow him off like that."

Amara shrugged and took her beer. "I don't trust him, there's something weird about him, all of them." Amara glanced over at Sean, who was too busy staring at Maisie.

Maisie grabbed Amaras arm and pulled her over to John. "Maisie, what are you doing?" She whispered to her sister, who was still pulling her over to John.

"I'm helping you make friends." Maisie said, rolling her eyes.

"I have plenty of friends." Amara laughed, pulling her arm away and turning to Maisie.

"Me and Benjamin don't count, now go!" Maisie pushed Amara, making her stumble into someone's arms. She looked up to see John staring down at her. She quickly got back to her feet, fixing the sleeves on her dress so they would go back down.

"Sorry." Amara said, fixing the skirt of her dress. She glared over at her sister who just smiled at her and waved, Maisie turned back to Sean.

"Don't worry 'bout it." John said, clearing his throat. "Thought you said I wouldn't see ya again."

"I thought I did too."  Amara said watching as the man looked her up and down than looking back at her face, he looked away realizing she saw him check her out. She let out a chuckle. "It's fine Mister Marston, I get all kinds of looks all the time."

John laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "What you mean by that?"

"You don't know me?" Amara asked, a bit surprised the man didn't even know who her parents are.

"No, should I?" John asked, leaning against the table next to them.

"She's the oldest daughter of the Findlay's." A woman said to John, glancing at Amara.

"Sandy and Micheal Findlay?" John asked, aiming the question towards Amara. She nodded. "That explains your beauty-" John cut himself off, looking away from Amara. Pink dusted over his cheeks, he's never been so nervous around a woman before.

"It's alright. Well I should be going now!" Amara let out a sigh and walked to her sister. "Let's go, mother and father will get suspicious."

"Oh, okay. Bye Sean!" Maisie looked over at the Irish, winking at him before Amara pulled her out of the saloon. John ran after her, wanting to see the woman again for a reason he didn't understand.

"When can I see you again, Miss Findlay?" John yelled to Amara as she and her sister mounted their horses.

"Hopefully you won't." Amara said, fixing the saddle on her horse.

"You don't seem to like me very much, miss." John teased, placing a hand on Amaras horses.

"I just can't say that I trust you, Mr. Marston." Amara sighed, still trying to fix her saddle. She noticed how her horse didn't flinch at Johns touch, as that usually happens when Trapper meets new people. "He likes you." Amara smiled, petting the horses mane.

John stared at the woman as she smiled at the horse with a loving look in her blue eyes.

"Marston, lets go!" Sean yelled to John, Lenny and Arthur walking with him.