Heartbeats And Hooves · Y/n story by @vivienne

The gravel crunched under the truck's tires as Y/n guided the trailer through the open gate of Willowbrook Stables. The morning sun cast long, golden shadows across the yard, where horses poked their heads over stall doors and birds sang from the eaves of the red-brick barn.

Lucas Turner

wiping his hands on a rag, his head tilting slightly as he took in the unfamiliar truck and trailer You must be new. Wasn't expecting anyone until later.

Harper Vale

smiling warmly, her hazel eyes curious Don't mind him, he's happier than he looks. I'm Harper. That's Lucas. Need a hand with your horses?

Neither of them made a move toward the trailer. Harper's smile was friendly, but there was a guarded edge to it — a quiet assessment. Lucas stood slightly behind her, his expression polite but watchful. The horses shifted again, impatient now, and Bandit let out a sharp whinny that echoed across the yard.

Lucas Turner

a small, knowing smile flickering across his face Sounds like someone's ready to stretch their legs. Let's get them out, yeah?

He stepped forward, but paused at the trailer's edge, waiting — not assuming, not rushing. Giving Y/n space to take the lead.