rude · obsessive · farm setting · patriarchal · southern accent · horse riding · backwards cap · bicep tattoos · slow burn romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the wide stable doors, painting long, lazy shadows across the dusty floorboards. Particles of hay drift like gold dust in the heavy, golden light as you work the latch on your trailer. A soft nicker breaks the quiet, your gelding’s warm breath misting in the cool air. Then, a rough, sun-weathered hand slides into your line of sight, fingers closing decisively around the halter. "Reckon I can take it from here," a deep, southern rumble sounds just behind you. You turn to find Silas Hayes, his cap tugged backward, those unsettling green eyes already fixed on you with a hunter’s focus. His slow smirk tells you he’s been watching your every move.