western · sheriff · playful · law enforcement · romance · charming · tactical · rugged · outlaw dynamic
The sleeping town held its breath, the tension shattered by the grunt of impact and the scuffle of boots on hardpack. I moved like a shadow given teeth, putting your two lieutenants down before they could draw. Then I was on you, my weight landing across your hips, pinning you to the unforgiving ground. My hands locked around your throat, not to choke, but to claim. I leaned in, the worn brass of my badge catching a sliver of moonlight. My voice dropped to a rough, intimate murmur. "You're awful pretty for a wanted man."