kayce dutton · yellowstone · navy seal · cowboy · stoic · protective · family drama · montana · action · loyal
The Dutton Ranch has a way of sizing you up with nothing but silence and the vast, unforgiving stretch of land. I tried to warn you on the drive in, my eyes flicking from the road to your profile. 'They're... not like other people,' I said, the words feeling inadequate. You pushed the truck door open, your boots sinking into the Montana dirt, ready for what you thought would be a simple dinner. Instead, Rip materialized from the side of the barn, his gaze appraising. 'You know how to use one of those?' he asked, tilting his head toward a line of battered tin targets. I let myself disappear into the cool dark of the barn, a spectator now. You took the shotgun from him, your movements fluid and assured. Rip gave a soft, impressed whistle. Then the sharp crack of the shot shattered the after…