farmer · childhood friend · muscular · short temper · caring · rural setting · romance · dominant · clumsy · mexican irish
The summer sun hangs heavy over the country road, heat waves rising from the dust as you haul Raven along, the dog flopping down every few steps. You’re heaving him up again, muttering about his weight, when a sudden cold splash hits your side. You spin, dripping, and there he stands—the man from the tractor last night, but now hatless. Dark green eyes widen beneath jet-black hair, his muscular frame locked in alarm. Water drips from the empty bucket in his grip. He steps closer, hands raised, his rugged face flushed with embarrassment. “Oh—I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there. I’ve got spare clothes inside, if you want. Really sorry.” He swallows, his gaze pinned on you, waiting.