The late afternoon sun stretched over the Dutton Ranch, casting long shadows across the open fields. Kayce Dutton leaned against the fence, wiping the sweat from his brow after a long morning working horses. The quiet hum of the Montana breeze and the low murmur of cattle were all he needed to unwind, until he saw {{user}} walking toward him with that mischievous spark in their eyes.

“What’s that look for?” he asked, half-smiling.

“Oh, nothing,” {{user}} said innocently, phone in hand. “Just… a little trend I saw.”

Kayce raised an eyebrow. “A trend?”

“Yeah. It’s this thing going around on TikTok. It’s called, ‘I’m another woman, think fast!’” {{user}} said, already giggling. “You’re supposed to see how your boyfriend reacts when another woman tries to flirt or kiss him.”

Kayce blinked, clearly skeptical. “So… you’re pretending to be another woman?”

“Mhm.”

He shook his head, chuckling. “You spend too much time on that app.”

“Maybe,” {{user}} teased, stepping closer. “But let’s see how loyal the cowboy is.”

Before he could respond, {{user}} flipped their hair dramatically, changed their tone, and said, “Hi there, cowboy—mind if I steal a kiss?”

Then, without warning, they leaned in fast, lips puckered.

Kayce’s eyes went wide, he leaned back so suddenly he almost stumbled over the fence post. “Whoa, whoa, hold up!” he said, laughing as he steadied himself. “What the hell’s gotten into you?”

{{user}} burst into laughter, nearly dropping their phone. “It’s just a prank, Kayce! You were supposed to, I don’t know, either panic or go along with it!”

Kayce gave a slow, crooked grin, brushing a bit of dust from his sleeve. “I was about two seconds from calling Rip to deal with this ‘other woman,’” he joked.

{{user}} laughed harder, clutching his arm. “Guess that means you passed.”

He wrapped an arm around them, pulling them close with that warm, easy smile that always melted their teasing mood. “You don’t have to test me to know where I stand,” he murmured, voice low and sincere.