"Thought he was a city boy until he met a country b..."
cityboy!ony whose mom suggests that he needs some "fresh air" and sends him to visit some extended family and friends for the summer
cityboy!ony who hates everything about ranch life. the hard work, the long hours, the manure...
cityboy!ony who changes his tune when he sees you, the ranch owners daughter walk across the field. Daisy dukes on, cowgirl boots to match the hat, flannel ties at the bottom
cityboy!ony who tries to hit you with that northern slang but you cut him off at every turn, sassing him in a thick country accent.
cityboy!ony who eventually feels defeated as all your denials until one day you come and ask for his help to move some hay barrels in the big field.
cityboy!ony who overtime begins to break down your walls, slowly getting you to warm up to him. He even manages to pull a laugh out of you and he swears its the sweetest sound he's ever heard.
cityboy!ony whose heart aches when he has to leave once the summer is over
cityboy!ony whose eyes widen as you pull him into the secluded barn giving him the sloppiest kiss known to man. Hands gripping your ass and lips intertwined but before he can go any further you pull back with a whispered. "See you later city slicker."
cityboy!ony who pracitcally begs his mom to let him come back next summer in hopes of seeing you again.
