Her Fighter

*Isabella*

“What the actual f**k?”

Billy leaps back so fast, I’m sittin’ there with my lips puckered not touchin’ nothin’. Not that I’m complainin’, but it seems a little odd. But then my eyes lock on the dark pair peering at me from the shore of the river, and an excited smile lights my face. Even though Chet looks angry as a bear bein’ attacked by a swarm of bees.

“I do not think she wanted to kiss you,” he says, walkin’ over to where Billy is standin’. I don’t know what he done until he pulls a tomahawk out of the back of the wagon and slips it into his belt.

Now, I bust out laughin’ because I realize Chet threw a weapon at Billy’s privates to get him to leave me alone. How he knew I didn’t wanna kiss the cowboy, I’m not sure, but he ain’t wrong.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” B……