Slim was an observant man - it made sense that he could notice the way you’d stare at him. Hell , it was obvious.

Slim and you had been in the barn , working - obviously. It seemed to be the only thing Slim did besides playing cards and smoking. He’d occasionally glanced over at you as you’d cater to the mules , an amused snort would escape him every time he’d catch your eyes on him.

Slim knew he was an attractive man but he didn’t expect you of all ranch hands to be so into it. It was a large boost to his already high ego. But he was a humble man , he didn’t plan on calling you out.

But the staring was all too appealing.

He had come up behind you , gently pulling your hand from the mule’s snout to get your attention on him. As usual , you’d take him all in at once , try to play casual , but give him that same look.

“ You’re real subtle , aint’ya? “

Slim teased , his drawl filled with amusement - the deep southern accent in the back of his throat and gruff as ever. A smirk tugged across his lips , one that was amused and taunting…his lips very…kissable looking.