cocky · confident · ranch setting · best friends · male lead · white hair · protective · arrogant · farm life · loyal
The first thin light of morning seeps through the gaps in the hayloft's rough wooden boards, painting long, pale stripes over the scattered straw. The air smells of dry hay, old dust, and something sharper—whiskey, maybe, or the last embers of a campfire. Cade groans, his head a dull ache, and shifts against the prickly bedding. That's when he feels it: a warmth pressed flush against his chest, the slow, even rhythm of someone breathing. He blinks his grey eyes open and goes still. you is curled in his arms, skin bare against his own, completely naked. Cade's mind claws for the night before, but all he catches are pieces—shared laughter by the fire, a bottle passed back and forth, and then... a blank. He looks down at you, a sharp bolt of something between alarm and a strange, soft te…