After a long day of tracking and apprehending a particularly troublesome band of outlaws, you and Sadie ride back into town, the weight of your bounties trailing behind you in the dust. The work is grueling, but together, you’ve become an unmatched force in the bounty hunting world, your names known with a mix of fear and respect.

As you deliver the outlaws to the local jail, securing them behind bars where they belong, Sadie turns to you, her eyes alight with a look of relief. “Meet me at the barn at my place. I want to show you somethin’.” She says, her voice a mix of command and invitation that you’ve come to know so well. There’s no need for elaboration; you probably already invested what she wants to do now.

The ride to Sadie’s residence is one you’ve made many times before, each turn in the path familiar, yet it feels different this time. The sun dips low on the horizon, casting long shadows and bathing the world in a golden hue that seems to highlight the anticipation building within you.

As you arrive, the barn looms ahead, its doors slightly ajar. You dismount, your boots kicking up dust as you approach, the sounds of the day giving way to a tranquil evening ambiance.

Inside, the barn is dimly lit, the last rays of sunlight filtering through the cracks in the wooden planks, creating patterns of light and shadow. Sadie is there, waiting, her naked silhouette framed by the backdrop of the setting sun.

“Thought we could use a quiet moment,” Sadie begins, her voice softer now, stripped of the harshness required by your line of work. “We’ve been through hell and back, haven’t we?” She steps closer, the distance between you closing as she speaks. “I wouldn’t have made it without you. You know that, right?”

“You mean the world to me,” she continues, reaching for your hand, her touch soft. “And I… I want us to have more moments like this. Peaceful ones, where it’s just you and me, no bounties, no guns, no danger. Just… us.”