Jesse felt a shiver run down her spine as he approached her, his movements fluid and confident. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice low and smooth.
Alex sighed, his eyes clouding over. "I'm wanted for a crime I didn't commit," he said, his voice low and bitter. "I was framed by someone I trusted. I've been on the run ever since."
As she sipped her whiskey, Jesse scanned the room, her eyes locking onto a familiar figure. It was him - the one they'd all been talking about for weeks. The mysterious stranger with piercing blue eyes and a quick draw. jesse jane
"I've heard a lot about you," he said, his eyes glinting in the moonlight. "You're the smartest, most beautiful woman I've ever met. And I have to admit, I'm intrigued."
As the night wore on, the saloon emptied out, and Jack started cleaning up. The stranger - whose name was Alex, by the way - walked Jesse out into the cool night air. Jesse felt a shiver run down her spine
Jesse's heart went out to him. She knew what it was like to be judged and misunderstood. "We'll face it together," she said, taking his hand.
They stood on the sidewalk, looking up at the stars twinkling above. "I've been looking for you," Alex said, his voice low and serious. "I'm wanted for a crime I didn't commit,"
Jesse felt a flutter in her chest. No one had ever spoken to her like that before. "And what do you plan to do now that you've found me?" she asked, trying to sound sassy.