Re: Buck and Honey
"Welcome." Buck readjusted the blanket around her. He chuckled softly and reached out to pluck another twig from her hair. "How the hell did you get twigs and leaves in your hair, Honey?" he asked before moving to sit down next to her.
He sighed softly at her question, looking at his hands. "There were just more people here than last year and some of them wanted to talk. Kind of stops a man from just drinking down a bottle of whiskey."