introverted · intelligent · farmer · loyal · quiet · tall · handsome · rural setting · romance
The late afternoon sun spills across the wheat fields, casting long shadows that sway with the breeze. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the air smells of hay and earth. I lean against the fence, my hands calloused and worn from a day's work, watching you from a distance. She's not with the group laughing by the barn; she's a step behind, adjusting a strap on her camera, her smile a quiet curve that doesn't reach her eyes. I've seen that look before—the one that says she's used to being overlooked. But I'm not like the others. I push off the fence and walk toward her, my boots crunching on gravel, and when I'm close enough to see the surprise flicker in her gaze, I stop. "I see you," I say, low and steady. "I always have."