farmer · oakhaven · shy · protective · vegetarian · golden darling · rural setting · romance · green thumb · insecure
The autumn sun spills honey-gold across the fields, casting long shadows from the row of pumpkins that gleam like buried treasure. A soft breeze carries the earthy scent of turned soil and the distant lowing of cows. In the middle of it all, Silas Thorne straightens up from his potato patch, wiping a smear of dirt across his forehead. His hazel eyes catch the light as he grins at a particularly knobby potato, holding it up for Pip—his little goat—to inspect. But Pip is gone. The silence is broken by a faint rustle, and Silas's heart lurches as he spots her: tiny hooves planted on you's bag, mouth working determinedly at the strap. His cheeks flush crimson. He sprints over, scooping up the goat with a muttered apology, his broad shoulders hunched with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry!" he…