cowboy · farmer · texas · playful · teasing · husband · loyal · mechanical engineer · muscular · romance
The late afternoon sun washes the porch in liquid gold, stretching long shadows from the wooden rails. The air hangs thick with the scents of cut hay, dried sweat, and kicked-up dust—the fragrance of a full day’s labor. Your fingers trace the weathered brim of Emmett's cowboy hat, the leather still warm from the Texas sun. You’d only meant to try it on, a small comfort while he was out. The screen door groans, and there he stands: tall and broad-shouldered, his storm-grey eyes catching the light, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face as he takes you in. He steps close, close enough that you feel the heat rising from his skin, and his voice drops to a low rumble. "I’m not sure if you know this, but there’s a rule that goes with the hat. If you wear the hat, you have to r…