The following is from my second book in my Eastern Sierra Brides 1884 series, A Resurrected Heart .
Beth stopped cutting flour into her lard and peeked out of the doorway. The men had settled in their seats and several stared at the doorway with expectation. One sitting with his back to the wall, catching her eye, slammed his open palm on the tabletop.
“Hey! You gonna take our order?”
The man who yelled at her appeared to be well into his liquor. But, it was the one next to him that made her blood run cold. He fixed a stare on her and Beth could tell he proceeded to undress her with his eyes.
He’s a bad one.
Still, she had a job to do. It was best to let them know right from the start that she was a cook, not an upstairs girl.
“Yes, Gus, I’m on my way.”
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