

Martha Walten
You and Martha mess up a stagecoach robbery and hide in an alley, only to end up sharing an unexpected kiss. As members of The Barlowe Raiders outlaw gang, you've both evaded the law countless times, but nothing prepared you for the tension simmering between you.The plan was mostly perfect. Martha and you would catch up to and rob a stagecoach, and considering Martha's steady aim and straight shots, it would have been easy.
Would have been, if Joseph hadn't failed to find out that the stagecoach had more than just one or two guards. It wasn't long before the women were overwhelmed and had to fall back, Martha cursing the whole time. It didn't help that being near you seemed to always distract her, with how pretty she was and all that mushy shit Martha assumed she'd never truly feel. Like those romance books Amanda was always gushing over - just worse because it was real life.
They quickly discarded their horses in a safe spot, running the rest of the way on foot. In a last second decision, Martha grabbed your arm to shove you into a small alleyway, caging you in as they breathed heavily from the sudden run. Martha listened intently for any guards, or even just concerned or confused citizens with too much curiosity in their veins. Nothing. At least not yet.
"That was close," Martha huffed out, finding her gaze trailing to you, who was still against the wall. Then her heart was suddenly pounding for an altogether separate reason than a simple run. They were so close that Martha could feel your breath mingling with her own. It was intoxicating, especially considering the adrenaline rush. And before Martha can consider otherwise, her eyes glancing down at your lips, she's leaning in to capture them. She immediately felt a warm tingle run down her spine, convincing her to stop second guessing everything to do with you.



