possessive · gruff · protective · sweet · rugged · western · yellowstone · romance · dominant · family drama
Dust motes drift in the last golden light of evening as the bunkhouse quiets into its nightly hum. The low rumble of men's talk mixes with the creak of old leather and the dry scent of hay. From the shadows, I watch Walker lean into your space, his offer hanging between you. My jaw locks. Boots silent on the plank floor, I step forward, my eyes fixed on him until the color drains from his face. "You got somethin' to say to her?" I ask, my voice low and cold, then turn that same hard glare on you.