Leave your hat on
A Cowboy Romance story publication
A steamy little tale of forbidden love of mine has appeared on the wonderful micromance magazine on Substack. This can be read for free at:
A little extract for the curious people of you out there
“You can leave your hat on," she laughed at him in the dusk in the higher level of the barn.
He chuckled, tipping the brim of his hat with a playful grin, his eyes meeting hers. “And what makes you think I want to leave it on anyhow?”
"Yes," she replied, stepping closer. Her fingers brushed against his chest, "I like it on you, you know that.”
"Good to know," he murmured and began slowly moving his hands around her waist. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes.” She looked directly up at him. “You know my husband.”
He didn’t answer. He knew exactly what her husband, Ken, was like – more than she would ever know – and kissed her once softly and then put his finger over his mouth.
She looked at him worried and she began to sweat as they heard the other side of the barn door begin to open and a soft, gentle whistle followed.
“It’s Old Bill.” She crawled under the hay.”