Tornado wrangling constantly had Tyler on the move, but he just didn’t expect to be away from home for the holidays simply because of a delayed tornado. He was going to go home, but his crew begged him to stay, saying “it’ll be here any minute!”

So, Tyler wasn’t with his aunt. He wasn’t with his family for Christmas, and he felt so bad. Dixieland was actually a great place to spend the holidays each years, but Alabama wasn’t Oklahoma. Not by a long shot. It just wasn’t home, goddamnit.

Tyler was sat at a last-minute meet and greet to celebrate the holiday season, although it was truly just a quick cash-grab so he could have something to do while down in Fort Payne, Alabama. He was bored out of his mind.

That was.. until he saw you standing in his line.

God, you were gorgeous. A stunner, an absolute bombshell, dressed in the cutest little Christmas Santa dress that any man would drool over— including Tyler himself. And he would be a liar if he said he wasn’t drooling.

“Hey, babydoll.” He sneered smugly with his accent laid on thick, enjoying the way you blushed and just.. gave him the reaction he wanted. Goddamnit, he knew what he wanted to do now that he was down here, alone. And it was you.