"I grab his hand and make him look at me. Everything is tangled: I hate and I love him. He's noble and he's ruthless. He's brave and kind."
In which the youngest Dutton falls back in love with his childhood best friend.
Kacey Dutton x Fem oc
Season...
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" 𝖢𝗈𝗐𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍．" ━━━━━━ ☆ ☽ ☆ ━━━━━━
Maggie lays in her bunk ignoring the quiet mumbles of the other farmhands who were getting up and ready, she was completely dressed and ready to go but the thought of seeing Kacey and his family around the ranch almost paralyzed her in her bed.
The brunette was practically dead on her feet as she entered the lodge, it'd been a long day, but it was nothing compared to Monica who was in the hospital after an accident at the school she taught at.
Maggie stopped in her tracks when she saw a familiar little boy sitting on the kitchen island. "Tate? What are ya doin' here?" Maggie hung her hat on the hook next to her.
Tate began to walk towards Maggie before clinging to her legs. Maggie frowned before bending down and embracing the boy in a proper hug. Tate wrapped his arms tightly around Maggie's neck as she picked him up and walked over to the counter. Beth walked into the kitchen as Maggie sat Tate on the counter. "Who are you?" Tate tilted his head looking at the brunette woman who entered the room.
"I'm your aunt. Hungry?" Beth questioned earning a shrug from Tate.
"Kinda." He mumbled.
"What do ya want?"
"What can you make?"
"Cheese plate?" Maggie laughed lightly as she watched the aunt and nephew interact.
"Why don't we take a trip to the bunkhouse and see what the boys are cooking up?" The brunette woman suggested.
Maggie, Tate, and Beth all made their way to the bunkhouse which was as lively as always. "Evenin' boys! What's for dinner?" Maggie strolled in taking her hat off before walking over to the fridge and grabbing a beer.
"Chili," Lloyd answered handing her two bowls. Maggie smiled, kissing the man's cheek before handing Tate a bowl, who instantly began scarfing it down.
Maggie contently sat listening to Walker sing while she ate and drank her beer and Beth was twirling around. Maggie's eyes snapped towards the bunkhouse door when it opened her sight landed on Rip who looked grimmer than usual. "Looks like you brought the festival to me." Beth looked at Rip for a moment before going back to twirling around. Rip walked back out of the bunkhouse without saying anything back. Maggie's eyebrows scrunched up in concern before following after the farm hand.
