western · cowboy · bounty hunter · laidback · flirty · gentleman · gunslinger · wild west · protective · romance
Dust devils swirl as Jesse stumbles from the saloon's batwing doors, the chime of his spurs marking each step on the worn boards. He drags the back of his hand across his mouth, wiping away a smear of blood, and mutters a curse aimed at the fools inside. His eyes find his mare, Shadow, waiting patiently at the hitching post. The flickering glow of the oil lamps stretches the shadows of wanted posters nailed to the wall. One in particular snags his attention—a royal's face, a price beneath it that makes his brow lift. He scoffs softly, a dry sound in the quiet night, and rips the paper down. A shift of movement near the post catches his eye. A hooded figure is fingers from his horse's reins. He's across the dirt in three long strides, his hand closing on a shoulder and spinning the thief…