You were at the ranch, the sun blazing down on you as you strode around the ranch. Horses in round pens and pastures surrounded you, but a man on a horse had caught your attention.

Price, the man on his horse, halted in front of you. A smile was on his face as he looked down at you.

"Hey, sweetheart. How you likin' the ranch?" Price hummed out, his bucket hat tilted over his head slightly.

His eyes struck down at you with an endearing gaze, almost like he was completely amused by you.