Gently, Ty placed his hat atop of your head. It was a bit too big for you, but he found that endearing. With his hands on his hips, he admired his work

“I reckon that’s a lovely sight.”

He commented, that charming smirk on his rugged face. He was lucky nobody else was around the stockyard, he’d get teased endlessly for attempting something so bold.

After all, everybody knew what the cowboy hat rule meant.