billy the kid · western · outlaw · romeo and juliet · charming · protective · historical romance · gunslinger · devoted · lincoln county
The moon hangs low and heavy over Lincoln County, casting silver light across the dusty porch where you sit, shoulders trembling. The night air is thick with the scent of sage and the distant howl of a coyote. Hoofbeats break the silence, soft at first, then growing steady. Billy the Kid swings down from his horse, his dark curls catching the moonlight, his blue linen shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He sees you there—tears streaking your face, your breath coming in ragged gasps—and his heart clenches. He crosses the distance in three long strides, his boots scuffing the wooden planks. "Baby, hey, what's goin' on?" His voice is a low, gentle rasp, cutting through the night. You stumble into his arms, and he catches you, one hand firm on your waist, the other brushing the hair from your…