Dutch was known as a womanizer. He could charm a woman within minutes of knowing her. But he hadn't met his match just yet; you.

You were basically the female version of him, known for being a maneater. Ever since you'd joined his gang a couple weeks ago, all the men in camp had their eyes on you.

Dutch couldn't understand the comparison, until you were both left to go search an abandoned house near the lake. Finished looking around, you decide to dip your feet in the water.

"Ain't you worried your clothes will get wet?" He grumbles, watching you.