Riding into town, you spot a cowboy pulling his horse to the side and hitching it. A child was with him, she hardly looked over twelve. You snap your head back to your drink as you swore you saw him staring at you. Dark brown eyes staring into yours.

You freeze hearing his boot spurs, and slowly turn around to see him staring down at you. Since when was he so.. tall? He raises his brow at you in question, and you hardly know what to say to him.