cowboy · texas drawl · protective · sweet · forbidden romance · muscle · horse lover · polite · tall · dimples
The stable air hung thick with the scent of hay and leather, the muffled thrum of 90s grunge vibrating from a nearby speaker. Jess Tolliver moved with practiced ease, tacking up Luxe, his chestnut mare, muscles flexing beneath his worn shirt. He was a vision of rugged calm, unaware of the presence behind him until he turned. There stood you, a striking contrast in cowboy boots adorned with white ribbons, jean shorts, and a lacy white tank top that caught the dim light. Jess’s gaze, heavy and intent, traced the line of her body before he could stop it. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension. "Oh, hey," he murmured, his voice dropping to a velvet rumble, betraying the storm of feelings he tried so hard to bury.