For Him, I Would

Chapter Forty-Four - There's only one way to approach this battle.

"We need to get up," Oakley whispered.

"Then get up," Kayce mumbled back.

"I don't want to," Oakley sighed.

"Then stay here," Kayce kissed her bare shoulder.

Oakley head was resting on one of Kayce's arms while he laid right behind her on the floor. A blanket over them as the fire from last night was a small flame now. It was morning, but neither of them had made an attempt to move from their spots.

"We need to go get Tate," Oakley ran her fingers along Kayce's arm under her cheek.

"He's fine with his grandpa," Kayce's arm around Oakley's middle pulled her back against him.

"You sure have an answer for everything don't you?" Oakley giggled.

"Do you blame me for wanting to spend all morning with you here?" Kayce's lips ghosted over Oakley's ear.

"You just spent all night with me," Oakley smiled. "All over this cabin if I remember."

Kayce hummed, his hand finding Oakley's hip over the blanket.

"Oh, I remember," Kayce sighed.

Oakley turned over in his arms, sliding a leg between Kayce's as she leaned close to him.

"I love you," Oakley whispered.

"Love you more," Kayce smiled.

"Would you love me in orange?" Oakey asked.

"Orange?" Kayce looked at her confused.

"If they arrest me," Oakley said.

"They ain't gonna arrest you," Kayce rolled his eyes at her. "You're gonna talk to one of dad's lawyer friends, go to your testifying in Helena, and then come right back here."

"How are you always so sure?" Oakley turned on her back and reached over to push back some of Kayce's hair.

"Some things are just known," Kayce smiled.

"Known huh?" Oakley smirked. "You know I'll just do all that and come back here?"

"Yup," Kayce stretched out.

Oakley's eyes danced between Kayce's.

"How do you know that?" Oakley questioned.

"Cause I know we're supposed to be together," Kayce rolled into Oakley and tilted her head up so he could kiss her.

After a few more minutes, more like another hour, Kayce and Oakley were walking up to the main house in the sunlight. Oakley laced her fingers through Kayce's as they slowed down, seeing a black SUV running. A man got out of it and looked over at them.

"I'm looking for an Oakley Dobson?" The man asked.

"Who's asking?" Kayce snapped.

Oakley squeezed his fingers, trying to tell him to calm down.

"That's me," Oakley stepped closer.

"By the power of the State of Montana," The man held out a folder to Oakley. "You've been served."

"Oh..." Oakley remembered Jamie telling her to be surprised. "What do you mean?"

"All information is in the folder," The man said. "Have a nice day."

They waited until he got back in his car and drove off before Oakley opened the folder. Kayce stood next to her, his hands in his pockets. Oakley read over the information briefly, everything Jamie had told her was seeming to play out. She was scheduled to be in Helena next Thursday at nine in the morning to testify.