all or nothing -arthur morgan
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"I'll be back, Arthur," She promised him, gently rubbing his cheek with her thumb.
"I know," He grunted with a small nod, unintentionally leaning into her hand.
Leaning forwards to press a soft kiss to his cheek, she flashed a smile before turning away. "See you later, cowboy,"
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Mabel Criley hadn't planned on ever leaving Arthur Morgan's side, but with a pricey bounty on her head and the soon-to-be arrival of a baby, they can't risk the attention.
After 3 years of hiding away from the law, an encounter with an irishman brings her back home.
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