Kitty Found - ATC for Kitty Lost 4

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Matt was a little taken aback by the question. Didn't she know? He thought, by openly claiming her, he had made it clear. But then he realized his error in judgment. To him, claiming her and loving her, was the same. But not to Kitty.

He knew he had told her before how he felt. He distinctly remembered several times, when he had told her flat out that he loved her. But each time, he suddenly remembered, had been in private. Until today, he had never openly claimed her as anything more than a friend.

"I'm sorry, Kitty" he sighed. "I thought you knew. I guess I never really spelled it out clearly, but I love you, Kitty Russell. I guess, I always will."

Kitty looked into his eyes and saw the truth so clearly shining there, that it astounded her. Twice in one day, Matt had surprised the life out of her by his admissions.

Chester chose that moment to come back into the Long Branch, bringing several men with him to carry the dead man out. Instinctively Kitty pulled out of Matt's arms, knowing how he felt about people seeing them together, but Matt grabbed her arm, and pulled her back.

A couple of the men looked curiously at the two, but said nothing as they noticed the possessive way that the Marshal held the saloon owner close to his side.

As the man was carried out, Chester turned to see Mr. Dillon still holding Miss Kitty, as his hand gently caressed the small of her back. He knew Mr. Dillon and Miss Kitty were close friends, but right then they looked like a whole lot more than that. "Mr. Dillon, you headed back to the office?" he asked, figuring on walking back with him.

Matt looked down at Kitty, and suddenly thought of another way to spend his day. "No, Chester, I'm not," he stated matter of factly. "Kitty and I have something more much more important to do today."

Kitty looked at him strangely. "We do?"

Matt nodded. "Yeah we do." Taking her by the arm, he started leading her from the saloon. "Chester, keep an eye on things around town today, will ya? I plan on being busy all day long."

"Yes sir," Chester answered, as he saw the Marshal's hand go a lot further south then Miss Kitty's waist line, and stay there while they left the saloon. "Well I swan to goodness," he muttered, "if that don't beat all."

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Soft moans escaped her, as he gently caressed and kissed away any doubts, she may have had, of his love and devotion to her. "Matt," she whispered breathlessly, "I sure am glad you love me."

"Me too," Matt mumbled, as he nipped and teased her breast with his mouth, while his hands roamed lower parts of her anatomy.

As much as she was enjoying the sensations, sweeping over her at his touch, one thought kept nagging at her. "Matt," she said in a ragged breath, as his hand massaged a particularly sensitive spot.

Matt ignored her. He had much more 'pressing' things on his mind.

But Kitty couldn't fully relax, and participate, till she knew the answer to one question. "Matt," she gasped breathlessly, this time pushing on him till he looked at her.

"What?" he groaned.

Taking a small breath, Kitty looked into his passion clouded eyes. "Back in town," she said, grabbing his hand before he could take her mind off of the question. "You made it pretty clear to Chester, and a couple of those other men, that we're more than just friends."

Matt looked at her curiously "Yeah so?"

"Well, are you sure that was a good idea? I mean, you know how Chester talks and….."

Matt pulled up and silenced her with a kiss. "I hope he does talk." He told her. "Maybe a few people around town knowing how I feel about you, will keep them from driving you away in a buggy on moonlit nights."

Kitty chuckled. "Matt, that was as much my fault as Jim's. I didn't have to go with him."

"I know," he replied, "but I figure if I'd done a little more of this," he kissed her left breast, "and this," he nipped at the other one, "and made it a little clearer how I feel about you, you wouldn't have."

Kitty giggled, as she released his hand and pulled his mouth up to hers, for a kiss. "I like the way you figure," she sighed.

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