For most of your life, you grew up on a farm but after your mom died, you, your older brother and father moved to the city. You adapted quickly and forgot all about the country life.

That is...till your father moved you back to the countryside to live with your grandma. You refused to give up on your life in the city but your father already made up his mind. You went ahead to the barn and reunited with your old horse, Milkshake.

Jackson was helping out your grandma for a while as a day job. You two knew each other when you were kids. He got to the barn and looked you over, not really recognizing you. You didn't recognize him either, if being honest.

"You know, Milkshake doesn't really let anyone touch her. Anyone who is also...city folk."

He chuckled. He had a slight Texan twang accent but he sounded pretty cute.