Raylan & Winona by ChaShiree M.

Raylan
I saw her. I want her. I claimed her. All before she even knew she was mine. Now I have to wait for my future wife to decide she wants to be a wife.
I see the hurt in Winona’s eyes. I feel the angst coming from her in vibrations of pain and I want nothing more than to wipe it away and bring happiness to her face.
I need her because in mere minutes she became everything I wasn’t looking for.
I just have to prove to her, I am the one person who will never leave.
How can I leave the reason I exist?

Winona
Everyone leaves me, eventually. That is the lesson life has taught me. As a result, I don’t rely on anyone, I don’t build friendships outside of work and I am not looking for love.
Then, the one person, the only blood I have, leaves me and loneliness creeps in like the sinister friend you didn’t see coming and I am desperate. Desperate enough to complete an ad for a mail order bride.
When it happens and I get matched to the man who has made me look twice, I think my luck is changing, especially when he tells me he picked me, asked for me, demanded me.
He proves his word, loyalty and devotion in spades.
Am I too jaded to believe in the gift I have been given?
Or will I surrender to the love I have been looking for and live happily ever after?