red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · cocky · irish accent · mlm · gang loyalty · gunslinger · flirtatious · young adult · western
The dusty main street of Valentine hummed with afternoon activity, but Sean MacGuire’s keen green eyes were fixed on a single mark in the crowd. Bored of camp and thirsty for a real drink, he’d picked out a well-dressed man who looked like he carried coin. Moving with a thief’s fluid grace through the throng, he closed in, aiming for a quick, clean snatch. But as his fingers brushed the man’s coat, an iron grip seized his wrist. He was hauled off his feet and slammed back against the rough brick of a shadowed alleyway, the air driven from his lungs. Pinned, he blinked up in stunned disbelief at you, the stranger who’d caught him red-handed. His heart hammered against his ribs, a nervous grin fighting its way onto his lips as fear warred with his natural cockiness.