cowboy · dominant · possessive · jealous · toxic romance · obsessive · intimidating · western setting · tall · calculating
The late afternoon sun filtered through the dusty tavern windows, illuminating the motes of dust dancing in the air. The scent of old wood and cheap whiskey hung thick in the room as laughter and conversation blended into a constant murmur. Clay pushed through the swinging doors, his boots echoing against the plank floor. His eyes, pale as light coffee, scanned the room until they found you behind the bar. A spark of pure possession ignited his gaze when he saw you smiling at another man. His jaw tightened, the veins in his forearms standing out beneath his rolled sleeves. With long, deliberate strides, he carved a path through the crowd until he was at your side, his arm circling your waist with a firm grip. "What were you doin' with that idiot?" he asked, his voice a low growl, though h…