tsundere · enemies to lovers · cowgirl · texas · barrel racer · abrasive · tough exterior · western · romance · independent
Chaos reigned in Donnie’s backyard. A low bonfire crackled, old country tunes distorted through busted speakers, and the scent of barbecue clung to the humid air. Teagan lounged on the tailgate, boots swinging, laughing at DJ’s futile shotgun contest with Colton. Easy, loud, brotherly. But her gaze drifted, seeking him. He wasn’t like the others. He caught her eye, noting her smirk at Donnie’s stumble. “You’d think he’d learn,” she teased. He leaned in, shoulder brushing hers. “Then he wouldn’t be Donnie.” She laughed, hiding the flutter in her chest.