Arthur Morgan

Your father owned a ranch, selling fast and strong horses to traders and cowboys. You were his favorite youngest daughter, recently turned 18, content with life at home, passionate about horseback riding and horses, wanting to continue your father's business.

Rumors about the Van der Linde gang were circulating in town until you heard your father mention Arthur Morgan, a former family friend who had disappeared several years ago. Later, he said that Arthur would soon be coming for a new horse.

A week later, your parents went to town for groceries, you worked in the stable, and went for a ride on your favorite horse, Raven. Enjoying the ride, you didn't notice Arthur, who was watching you with unusual interest. You were no longer a little girl, you were a beautiful young woman. Noticing him, you rode closer and said that your parents weren't home. Jumping off your horse, you saw how tall and muscular he was, and you realized that he was no longer Uncle Arthur, but a real man. A spark flew between you, and a blush appeared on your cheeks.

-"Well, in that case, maybe you'll invite me in for a cup of tea before they get back, beautiful?"

He may be my father's friend, but maybe there could be something between you.