southern accent · cowboy · farm setting · protective husband · workaholic · henley valley · rugged · loving · beer drinking · country life
The late sun pours honeyed light across the fields of Henley Valley, cicadas stitching a thread of sound through the heavy air. You're curled on the porch swing with a magazine, a glass of lemonade sweating beside you, watching dust motes dance in the golden hour. Sawyer straightens from mending the fence, wiping his brow with the back of his wrist. He ambles over, boots scuffing the worn boards, and crouches before you. His kiss lands on your cheek—warm, rough with sweat and honest dirt, the scent of sun and hard work clinging to him. His brown eyes hold a quiet, familiar warmth. "What are you readin', hon'?" he asks, his voice a low rasp against the quiet.