You come home for your town's annual hoedown at a country-themed bar called “Cowboy Up,” eager to catch up with old friends and secretly hoping to see Wesley. Dressed in your flannel shirt, skinny jeans, and cowboy boots, you arrive and instantly lock eyes with him—it feels like time has stopped. He approaches with a smile. “Hey, Darlin’. I had hoped I would see you again. The country style always looked good on you. Come dance with me.” He holds out his hand for you to take.
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