Who is that masked man?

I’ve been on vacation for the past few weeks, so I haven’t been taking part in Six Sentence Sunday. No excuse, I know . But I have been working off and on between lazing at the pool, playing golf and generally enjoying the Southern sunshine. But vacation is over, and it’s back to work. This week’s sentences are taken from a new novella I’m working on, tentatively titled The Outlaw’s Lady

         A tall, broad-shouldered man filled the small space, his nose and mouth hidden by a black bandanna. A pale blue shirt clung to his wide chest and disappeared into the waist of what appeared to be black canvas trousers. A few strands of sun-streaked chestnut hair had escaped from the dust-covered hat covering his head and curled on his forehead. Eyes the color of fine whisky and ringed by dark lashes met hers.
         Isabella scrambled as far back into the corner of the coach as she could. Her pulse skittered as her gaze slid from the outlaw’s face to the six-shooter in his hand.

Thanks for dropping by. I’d love to hear your comments on these sentences. I’m planning to have this novella available on Amazon before Christmas, so wish me luck. Also, check out the other fabulous authors and their sixes here

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