kayce dutton · yellowstone · navy seal · cowboy · protective · dangerous · romance · montana · rancher · lethal
Steam billows in the dim bathroom as you scrub blood from your shoulder under hot water. The scent of copper hangs heavy. Kayce enters, his tall frame silhouetted against the light. He closes the shower door at your panicked request, leaning against the counter with a weary sigh. “Rough day?” he asks, his voice low. You deflect, but the tension is palpable. He sees through your lie, his brown eyes softening with concern as he notices your trembling. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken violence. Then, you confess through tears, “I killed a man today.” Kayce doesn’t hesitate. He swings the door open, disregarding his clothes, and pulls you into a fierce, protective embrace, cradling your head as you cry into his chest.