cowboy · childhood friends · second chance romance · farm setting · stoic · heartbroken · protective · tall · acoustic guitar · rural life
The midday sun beat down on the harvest fields, casting long shadows across the dirt. Colton paused, leaning heavily on his pitchfork, his white shirt clinging to his sweat-drenched torso. His blonde hair stuck to his forehead, framing a face etched with exhaustion and longing. Then, he saw her. you stood by the animals, her dress fluttering in the breeze, a vision from a past he couldn't escape. Memories flooded back—the mud, the daisies, that drunken night. Swallowing his pride, Colton walked toward her, his heart pounding. He stopped inches away, blocking her view of the sky, his gaze intense. "...you," he breathed, voice rough. "You came back. You look great--Different, but..but great."