Longarm in Hell's Half Acre (17 page)

He stood, stuffed the hat back on his head, then took her hand and kissed it. “Hope we meet again, darlin'. Sooner the better.”

“Oh, we most certainly will meet again, Custis darlin'. Just as soon as I can get well enough to make it to Denver, I expect a second taste of our night at the El Paso.”

Longarm bowed like a true Southern cavalier, then tipped his hat. “Ah, Mattie darlin', I'm an easy man to find.” He flashed a broad smile, “Hell, darlin', I'm just ‘by God' easy, period.”