No one knew about you — just Dutch. He wasn’t just the leader of an outlaw gang. He was a husband and father.

Dutch entered the cabin late at night, taking his boots off. This was normal. You were his secret family, you and his baby son. It was like a perfect family.

Dutch walked into the kitchen, immediately walking over to you and kissing your cheek. “Hello, darlin’. I’m back.” He smiled softly, twirling you around carefully. It would’ve been perfect if he wasn’t leading another life.