by Joannie Kay
"Anything," Alma whispered, her mind whirling with ways to escape the man. He was completely insane. At that moment the soup she was heating for lunch came to a boil and splattered from the pan to the surface of the stove. She automatically moved to pick up a hot pad and move the pan and give the contents a stir.
"Let that go and come here," Jeffrey ordered.
"No. You'll have to come and get me. I prefer it that way," she added with a giggle, lying.
Jeffrey holstered his gun, sure of himself now. Women had always been attracted to him. He hurried after her, chasing her around the table, and it never occurred to him that she was leading him back toward the stove until the contents of the pan of soup were stinging his face and chest. Jeffrey screamed bloody murder and his hand went for his gun. "I'm going to kill you, bitch!" he shouted.
A shot rang out and Jeffrey fell to the floor, dying.
"Are you all right, darling?" Peter asked as he holstered his gun and hurried to take Alma in his arms and hold her.
"Yes. He was going to kill me, then you, and then Jenny. Probably Alex, too. He's insane."
"I hurt! I hurt! You burned my face!" Jeffrey screamed at Alma. "Why? Why? All I wanted was a nice wife to impress my Daddy. That's all. Miss Jenny never turned to me... even when I let that Lefty Bridges escape. He didn't scare her at all... Now I am dying and it hurts so bad. Daddy! Daddy, don't whip me again. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Oh, it hurts so bad." He closed his eyes and died.
* * *
Clyde and his men had the rustlers rounded up by the time Alex and Jennifer reached the canyon. "I was worried about you, son. What happened?"
"You are supposed to be dead! Both of you!" Stephanie was not a bit happy to see them. With Jenny's testimony she would be charged with attempted murder in addition to rustling.
"I never figured you were behind this, Stephanie," Clyde said quietly. "I'm going to hate seeing you hang."
"Hang?" She paled. "They won't hang me! I'm a woman!"
"That ain't for me to decide. Alex, you figure we got this all wrapped up now? These boys keep saying that Stephanie is the brains behind the operation."
"She is," Jenny spoke up. "I overheard her planning to kill you and Alex."
"You can testify to that, Miss Jenny?" Clyde asked, stunned.
"Yes, sir."
"Well, now maybe I don't feel as bad about seeing you hang as I did a while ago, Stephanie." He looked at Alex and then Jenny before saying, "I'll see these rustlers back to town and lock them up. No need for you to come along; I got me plenty of help."
Alex said, "There are two more locked in a closet back at the house."
"Good job. Let's go get 'em, boys." They rode back to the house and then tied the two rustlers' hands together and to their saddle horns. "We'll head on back to town now. You staying here...?" he asked.
"Yes, Clyde. Miss Jenny and I need to have a serious talk."
Clyde looked at Jenny again and then nodded. "I reckon you do. I'll see you back in town. Don't stay so long that you sully Miss Jenny's reputation. Folks talk, and I want you to put a ring on this gal's finger before things go too far."
Alex felt his face turn red. "Yes, sir." He accepted the reproof with good grace. The town loved Jenny. He would do well to respect that.
"Alex, we can ride back with the others..."
"No, we can't. We need to discuss a few matters." He took her arm and led her into the parlor. He then removed the white sheet covering the sofa and tossed it on the floor. "Have a seat."
Jenny sat, prepared to be scolded. Instead, she was in for a surprise.
"Jenny, I've been planning to retire for a while now, only I couldn't find a ranch that I liked... Until now. I fell in love with this place the first time I saw it, and I bought it the next day. All I had to do was pay the back taxes and it was mine... Ours... If you will agree to live here and be my wife...?"
"Oh, Alex! Are you really sure?" she asked. "I mean, you want us to get married and live right here and run a ranch?"
"Yes. You know I love you."
"I love you, too. But what about my job?" she asked.
"Angus will need to find someone else, honey. You will have a full time right here." He kissed her, then asked, "Do you think that Kieran will approve?"
"Yes," she said with confidence, and they heard a door open and slam. "Is that a 'yes', Kieran?" she asked. The door opened and slammed shut again. "It's a yes."
"Good. Now then, we have another matter to settle."
"Noooo! Please, Alex! I wanted to keep you safe."
"You disobeyed me, Jenny, and I won't have it. I never did give you the hiding you had coming to you for going back to work against my wishes, and I think we need to get this matter settled once and for all."
"There is no need. You won't be a Marshal, and you won't be in danger and I won't have to worry about you. Things will be just fine, and..."
"I have to know you will obey me, Jenny. An outlaw could show up gunning for me. Indians could come riding in wanting a fight. I have to know that you will do what I say, and we are going to make sure you learn that lesson right now." He reached for her and put her over his knee. He jerked her pants down. "You won't be wearing these again, either. I'm going to burn them." He also took down her drawers and held her in place in spite of her wiggling and struggling. "Hold still."
"I can't! You spank too hard!" Jenny started crying before she felt the first burning smack to her rear. "See! That hurt really bad!"
"It's supposed to hurt, young lady," he said, trying not to smile.
"But not so much," she retorted. "Please, Alex. I know I disobeyed you; I love you; I wanted, no, I needed to save you. I know I disobeyed, but I had to. Please try to understand. I'll try to take this spanking if you promise you won't kill me with it...?"
"Jenny, you don't call the shots. I do." He started spanking again, but he found himself spanking her with a lot less force than he should. He was surprised when she cried and said 'ouch' a lot, but she stayed where she was and accepted the spanking.
Her poor butt was on fire and the fire kept growing in intensity. Jenny wanted him to stop torturing her poor behind, but he didn't stop. She finally resorted to begging him, but that only increased the strength of the spanks he was giving her. "Please, Alex. No more! I'm sorry I disobeyed you!" The spanking stopped right then and she found herself lifted to her feet, and her bottom covered with her drawers and her pants, which felt too tight. Alex then pulled her down to sit on his lap. She continued crying, resting her head against his chest.
"It's over now, honey," he offered comfort. "You are forgiven and loved."
"I'm also sore as can be!" she complained. He chuckled and then kissed her.
* * *
"Mama! Look who's here!" Susie called for her mother.
"Jenny! Welcome. Oh, you look so healthy and happy! Are you feeling well?" Alma asked, gently patting Jenny's baby belly. At eight months, she was huge.
"I am feeling wonderful, but I will be so relieved when I can hold this little one in my arms instead of inside my tummy."
"Is Alex well?"
"Yes, he is over speaking to Peter and ordering a new rocking chair for the nursery." She looked at Susie and said, "I stopped by the store to say hello to Angus MacGregor and look what I have for you..." She produced a wrapped parcel, which Susie carefully opened.
"Look, Mama! Peppermint sticks!"
"Someday real soon we'll be buying peppermint sticks for your little one, Jenny," Alma smiled happily.
The End
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