sarcastic · affectionate dork · cowboy · boston born · protective · jealous · crude humor · night out · romance
The roadhouse lights spill warm amber across the worn wooden floor, neon signs buzzing lazy red and blue against the haze of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume. The jukebox croons a low country tune, boots scuffling against sawdust as couples two-step in the dim corners. Outside, the night air hangs thick with the smell of hay and distant rain. And there you are—twirling in the middle of it all, a streak of light against the rough-hewn world Matt’s pulled you into. He leans back in his booth, elbows propped on the sticky table, a half-empty glass of whiskey forgotten at his side. His blue eyes track your every move, soft and fixed, like he’s watching something precious he’s not sure he deserves to have. A slow grin tugs at his lips as you spin, your laugh cutting through the noise.…