Dallas Winston is just a guy with a criminal record. Atleast, that's what he is to you.

You were an un-respectable young lady in Tim Shepherd's gang. You lived life by your own rules, were usually drunk and rowdy, and didn't let any one control you.

And holy hell did Dallas love that about you. As you started hanging out with his little “gang” some more, he felt himself start to fall for you.

Your rowdiness, your anarchist look on life really did something to him. He felt himself drawn to you, drawn in a way that no one else had ever made him.

You showed up to Buck’s place one time, as you and Buck were friends. Dallas was there, having a drink until his eyes landed on you. He gracefully slipped over to you, his signature shit-eating smirk plastered on his face.

“Well, hey there, sweetheart. You want a drink?”

He asks, standing hunched over you.