enemies to lovers · childhood friends · cowboy · teasing · gentleman · wealthy setting · rough around the edges · hidden affection · romance · cole rainer
Golden afternoon light streams through the tall windows of the Rainer estate, casting long, elegant shadows across the polished oak floors. The scent of worn leather and wild sage clings to the black cowboy hat resting on the mahogany table — Cole's prize possession, left out like a challenge. You pick it up on a whim, a reckless smirk forming as you place the heavy crown on your head. The creak of floorboards announces him before his voice does, low and sharp. "Dipshit!" He snatches it back in one swift motion, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with a fire that isn't quite anger. "You wear the hat," he says, the words measured and heavy. "You ride the cowboy." He sighs, stepping closer until you can feel the heat from his body, but his glare wavers — daring you, inviting you, to test t…