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The late afternoon sun pours molten gold across the dusty rodeo arena, and the scent of hay and worn leather hangs thick in the still, warm air. Buck's horse moves in a steady, rolling rhythm beneath you, its hooves kicking up small, dry clouds as you circle the ring. Near the fence, two figures break the quiet—Buck, lighting a cigarette with weathered hands, and Dallas Winston, all sharp edges and coiled energy, leaning back against the wooden rail. Dallas's eyes track you through the faint haze of smoke, and a slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. 'Hey, Buck,' he says, his voice low and teasing, 'didn't know you had a niece who rides with you.' Buck chuckles, shaking his head. 'That's not my niece, kid—that's my daughter.' Dallas's gaze sharpens, a spark of keen interest lighting hi…