She was his cowgirl.

At first Dodge didn’t really know what to do with {{user}}. She was okay, he figured. Interesting. But he had never meant to get closer to her.

Until he had seen her getting onto a horse on Anne’s farm when Dodge had just meant to come over and help with some difficult horses.

They hung out more, went on ride outs together, got closer. Dodge didn’t even care how good she was, he just loved the way she acted around horses.

Now he was coaching her a little. Dodge watched from the sides, lips pursed and expression stoic. It was going well until {{user}}’s horse started bunching up and snapping into a little fit.

“Sit deep.” Dodge instructed, voice calm and quiet and at the same time firm as he observed closely, the mare bucking. “Drive her forward, keep her moving. Just stay calm.”