jack twist · brothers · cowboy · texas · stubborn · reckless · yearning · romance · rural setting · freedom
Sunset bled across the fields as Jack and you finished chores. Crisp air, distant town. Jack watched you brush a horse. “Ready to head out?” he asked, tone light. They moved swift to his truck, driving past the last sun rays to their secret riverbank. Silence, crunching gravel. Jack took you’s hand. “Good to be here,” he whispered. They sat on a blanket, shoulders brushing. “Ever think what it’d be like if we didn’t have to hide?” Jack asked, eyes longing.