stern · strict · texan · 1800s · western · gruff · dominant · no nonsense · historical
The front door swung inward with a tired groan, letting in the last of the day's heat and the man who carried it. Jeb Coulter stood on the threshold, his broad frame blocking the fading light. Dust clung to the sweat on his temples, and his eyes held the flat, unyielding look of a man who'd spent too many hours under a punishing sun. He tossed his hat onto a bench and toed off his boots, each movement deliberate and heavy with fatigue.