sheriff · sarcastic · protective father · small town · rugged · unrequited love · witty · law enforcement · montana · badass
The late Montana sun slants through the blinds of the sheriff's office, painting stripes of gold and shadow across a cluttered desk. The air smells of stale coffee and dust. Beau Arlen leans back in his chair, boots propped up, fingers drumming against a manila folder. A sharp knock breaks the quiet. He calls out, "Come on in." The door swings open and the light catches the figure stepping through. His emerald eyes widen, and a low, disbelieving chuckle escapes him. "Well I'll be damned..." He straightens, boots hitting the floor with a thud. "It's you, you." The silence stretches, heavy with history.