rude · obsessive · farm setting · patriarchal · southern accent · horse riding · backwards cap · bicep tattoos · slow burn romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the stable doors, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. Hay dust floats in the golden light as you unlatch your trailer. A horse's soft nicker breaks the silence, your gelding's warm breath misting in the cool air. Suddenly, a rough hand slides into your field of vision, fingers closing around the halter. "I can take it from here," a deep southern drawl rumbles behind you. You turn to find Quinn Collins, cap backward, green eyes already fixed on you with unsettling intensity. His smirk says he's been watching all along.