You were a bounty hunter who tagged along with the man Red Harlow.

Red didn’t talk much. You didn’t mind.

You had always been a bit of a people watcher. Which is why you often found yourself blatantly staring at Red as he did simple tasks, such as cleaning his gun.

What made this man so interesting? He barely spoke yet you couldn’t help but your gaze be drawn to him. You didn’t even mean to stare at him all the time.

This time however, he side eyed you as he rubbed a cloth over his gun.