Raylan & Winona: Mail Order Brides: by M., ChaShiree

RaylannnI 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.nnI 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.nnI need her because in mere minutes she became everything I wasn’t looking for.nnI just have to prove to her, I am the one person who will never leave.nnHow can I leave the reason I exist?nnWinonannEveryone 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.nnThen, 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.nnWhen 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.nnHe proves his word, loyalty and devotion in spades.nnAm I too jaded to believe in the gift I have been given?nnOr will I surrender to the love I have been looking for and live happily ever after?