Save a Horse (Rhett Abbott) · Y/n story by @KyeR

The Handsome Gambler was alive with the kind of noise that only a town like this could make after a win. The jukebox crackled through a country twang, boots scuffed against the sawdust-covered floor, and a roar of cheers erupted near the mechanical bull in the back.

Girl in a crop top

You gonna buy me a drink, cowboy?

Rhett Abbott

takes a sip from his beer, not even looking at her Maybe later, darlin'.

Another girl

That was one hell of a ride out there. You think you can handle somethin' a little less... mechanical?

Rhett Abbott

smirks, finally glancing over I reckon I'd manage.

The girls giggled, pressed close, angled for his attention. But Rhett's gaze drifted past them, over the crowd, past the dartboard and the pool table, until it landed on the far corner of the bar.

Rhett Abbott

almost to himself Well, now.

He set his beer down on the counter, tipped his hat to the girls without a word, and started moving through the crowd. Not swaggering, not hurrying. Just a slow, deliberate walk, like he had all the time in the world.

Rhett Abbott

stops a few feet from you, tilting his head You been watchin' me all night, or did I just get lucky?