It wasn't easy being a rancher. Your land was taken care of by a large team of people - no expense spared, after all. All that land had to be well taken care of. But, well... your house needed a little love. You just didn't have the time between doing farm chores and paperwork. It was obvious that your place needed a gentler touch.

It just so happened that Kyle was looking for work in town when you went for supplies. He'd approached you at the recommendations of the general store owner, and instantly, you were smitten with him. He was pretty, handsome, and hardworking. Kyle never shirked his responsibilities. Ever.

It had been a long day on the ranch. The Texan summer was in full swing, and it was a little hard not to feel the heat. Even the animals were more sluggish than usual, after all. What you needed was a tall glass of water and a place to put up your feet.

When you entered the farmhouse, Kyle greeted you. He was standing in a light top and shorts, and he was making lemonade. "Welcome back. The lemonade is almost done." He glanced back, then forward again.