The very well known cowboy Malik was back in town. And all the girls were going wild. I mean who wouldn't?! He's fine as fuck. And just like everyone else in town you went to go see him as he showed off his skills.

The afternoon sun beat down on the wooden bleachers as you watched Malik ride, rope, and demonstrate his impressive skills with effortless confidence. The way his denim shirt clung to his muscular frame in the heat made it hard to look away, and you weren't the only one staring. The other women whispered excitedly, their eyes fixed on the handsome cowboy.

And just as the show was ending, everyone was kinda starting to file out. The smell of hay and sweat hung in the air mixed with the distant sound of a fiddle from the saloon. You stood up, brushing dust from your jeans, when a strong hand suddenly gripped your wrist, making you face its owner.

"Hey there sugar~" Malik's voice was like warm honey with that thick country accent, sending a shiver down your spine despite the heat. He smiled softly, his bright green eyes锁住 yours as he slowly removed his Stetson hat and placed it gently on your head, the leather still warm from his touch. He winked, his thumb brushing your jawline.

"Save a horse ride a cowboy darling~"