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thought everyone knew my partner, Luke Frost, is looking for a wife.” He placed his hand over his heart and dropped his head as if accepting a great honor. “Since Luke’s not here, I had to step in for him. I’m sure he will thank me.”
    “I bet he thumps you, Rooster!”
    Oz whipped his head around but couldn’t tell who’d spoken. Of all the names he’d been called due to his curly red hair, that one set him off the most. All the comments had come from the same corner of the room. The rush of power that swept through him when he kissed Sarah turned into anger. If he knew who threw the insults, he’d pound them into the dirt!
    “Mr. Cutler, when will Mr. Frost be stopping by to tell Miss Unsworth of his intentions?”
    He allowed himself to look at Sarah. Her face was now white instead of pink. Did the yelling frighten her, or did the thought of marriage make her angry? He could tell from her reaction to his kiss that she wasn’t afraid of the marriage bed. Far from it. But would she want more? That was for later. Right now, his job was to protect her. That included fighting anyone stupid enough to insult her. A good fight would settle his cock. It wasn’t as satisfying as a bout of sex, but it was all he’d known since the war.
    “Once Luke hears about this, he’ll throw leather on his horse and gallop the whole way to town. He’ll want to prove he’s just as good a kisser.” Oz grinned at the room and shook his head. “He’s wrong. I’m much better.”
    Sophie slowly turned to Sarah. “Considering the way you returned that kiss, I suspect you’re interested in being courted by Luke Frost and the Circle C?”
    Sarah’s face flushed pink again. Oz had felt her hard nipples against his chest. He bet her pussy was wet. He groaned quietly as his cock fought to free itself from his tight pants. If he didn’t get into a good rip-roaring fight, he’d have to go home and chop a few cords of wood or take on a bear or something. Otherwise, he’d never get rid of the tension and need that flooded him.
    “Yes, ma’am,” she whispered into the quiet room.
    Sophie raised her voice. “You hear that, gentlemen? Miss Unsworth is not available. No one will bother her without facing the Circle C.” She looked around the room. “Even if Luke, Gabe, and Oz aren’t around, Miss Unsworth has other friends.”
    “Hah!” The same voice rang out. “Rooster’s only got one eye. I bet he cain’t fight worth a damn.”
    This time when Oz looked to the back corner a big, beefy man stood sneering at him. He looked like a bully, so big he rarely had to fight. Oz had fought since he started to walk and his father knocked him down, to make the “pretty boy” tough.
    “I will fight, and win, to protect the lady,” he declared.
    “Ten dollars says I’ll have Rooster eatin’ dirt in no time,” jeered the man. “Then she can kiss me .”
    Every muscle in Oz’s body tensed when the man leered at Sarah. Jack nudged him with an elbow to remind him not to rush over and pound the look off the bastard’s face.
    “I’ll take that bet,” said Jack. “Twenty minutes, in front of Baldy’s Saloon. We’ll see if your fists are as fast as your mouth.”
    “Dog fight!” someone yelled.
    The room cleared quickly as eager men rushed to get a good spot to watch. It had been a long winter and a fistfight was often the best entertainment around.
    “You’re going to fight him?” Sarah’s voice rose with each word.
    She looked so cute he wanted to kiss her again, but he figured she might kick him in the knee. Her legs were so short she couldn’t reach much higher than that. Now her eyes were more brown than green. Did they turn green when aroused, and brown when angry? He wanted to give her another kiss to see if they’d turn back to hot green. He put his hands behind his back to stop himself from reaching for her.
    “I’m not going to fight him, Miss Unsworth,” he said solemnly. “I’m going to beat him. I