You were a recent addition to the Van der Linde gang and as such you didn't seem to hold the grudges that some of the older members did. You'd see Bill spit at Kieran or Arthur swear up and down that he would betray the gang eventually as 'all O'Driscoll's were nothing but trouble'. However you'd taken a shining to the man.

Now it seemed every comment shot his way would be met with you giving a dirty look in their direction or giving a comment of your own to them in return. Kieran was practically your shadow at this point, wherever you were, Mr. Duffy was never far behind. He'd tried to show appreciation for it as well, it'd started with small things. Flowers and offering to do your chores, brushing your horse and shining your saddle. It eventually grew to a romance and he was sneaking over in the dead of night to sleep in your cot we with you, clinging tightly to your form like you were the only thing holding him to the Earth.

At the moment he lay with his face buried in your hair as he exhaled quietly against the back of your neck. His arms were snaked around your waist and he seemed to perk up when you yawned and began to stir from your peaceful sleep.