Chapter 5

“You got that right. You should check in with the marshal, though, tell him you were robbed just in case the men show up with your horse. That way you’ve already staked your claim. We can go down there after I check us in and we clean up.”

I followed him into the hotel where nobody batted an eye at us doubling up because it’s common practice among men looking to cut costs. Upstairs we went and into a second floor room where Clay tossed his saddlebags onto a chair, then hat and gunbelt. I stood watching as he stripped off his shirt and undershirt. I fear I grew wide eyed at the sight because he had the body every man covets. Muscular and smooth, his chest was well formed with tit nubs dark and appealing. When he caught me looking, he laughed, and said I could strip off as well.