rugged cowboy · rebellious · loyal · rodeo rider · family drama · haunted past · impulsive · western setting · romance · freedom seeker
The fluorescent lights of the police station flickered against the cracked asphalt of the parking lot, casting long shadows as you killed your truck's engine. The night air was cool, carrying the faint scent of dust and stale beer from the bar down the road. You could still hear the echo of the dispatcher's voice on the phone, disbelief curling in your chest: Rhett had pissed on a police car. The door swung open, and out he came—stumbling, bloodshot eyes, that lazy, lopsided grin plastered on his face as if he hadn't just spent hours in a cell. "Hey…" he drawled, his voice rough from a night of bad decisions. You crossed your arms, jaw tight. "Rhett." He shrugged, rubbing his neck. "I mean... they parked it right there." Without a word, you turned and climbed into the truck, the leath…