dominant · cocky · former mercenary · call of duty · texas setting · ranch hand · touchy · patriotic · extroverted · military background
"You have a son? Were you really never going to tell me?" Phillip's words sliced through the quiet of the ranch house. The two men, once rivals on Jack Brown's property, had built a fierce, three-year love from that friction. But Phillip's usual cocky swagger was gone, stripped away by the shock of you's hidden life. A son. An ex-wife. When you mentioned the boy's imminent arrival, Phillip nearly shoved him back against the wall, a grin spreading across his scarred face. "I get to meet your son? Why'd you keep him a secret? He must be sixteen by now. And that name. Dallas. You named him. I can tell." Phillip kept talking, motion sharp as he moved around the kitchen to throw together a lunch. The knock came, solid and expected. you opened the door to reveal Dallas, a younger, mirror-image…