A Cowboy's Love (Ford Brothers Book #3)

Chapter Nine: Jackson

I have been up since before the sun had a chance to rise. I have been laying here with my arms wrapped tightly around Amelia. Last night we made love for the first time since she returned. It was different this time; she feels different. I could feel the love deeper than I ever had before. She was made for me and this proved my heart to be correct. I was missing Amelia. My life was cold, empty, and alone without her here with me. Now that I have her back in my arms I did not want to let her go again. I could not make it through life again if she ever walked away from me.

I need to get out of bed and get things taken care of. As much as I want to stay here wrapped up together, but I have stuff to do. She needs the rest more than I do and she needs someone to take care of her. She has never had someone care for her the way I do. I know her parents was not the loving, doting ones. Her ex does not have a caring bone in his body and it was clear that he did not have a brain either. Who could let a girl like Amelia go without regrets? I know I regretted it every day that we were apart.

Tip toeing away from the bedroom to keep from waking her up. I headed into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. The smell of the fresh brew starting up clears my tangled thoughts. Pouring a mug full of the hot liquid and taking it out to the front porch swing. Taking in the sun rise as I got comfortable on the wooden seat before calling Lucas.

I let him know that I needed to take this week to get Amelia in a better place. I can see how much it is taking out of her. Her mind set is not in a good place and she did not have to say a word for me to see what she is dealing with. I know she is struggling, but I do not know how bad it is. She gets lost in her thoughts and it changes her moods drastically. She has had to deal with so much on her own and I vow never to leave her alone again. We are in this together; we are a team and I want her beside me every step of the way.

Next is to call up mom and have her talk to Jessie about Amelia getting the week off to take care of herself. She needs to focus on her and the girls without all the extra stress. This is the only way I know that I can help her cross whatever bridge that she needs to cross. From here on out I will help her through whatever trial is thrown our way. Together we can make it through the fire. I know who I am and my place in this world. It is time that I help Amelia find herself again.

After I got everything settled I headed into the kitchen to start making breakfast for the two of us. I do not mind cooking; it is nice to have someone to cook and care for. I know when she gets her bearings again she will be helping me, but until that day comes I will do my best to take care of her. I have learned more about mental health since Maddie and Charley came into the picture. They have been through so much that it caused trauma. I know that with time Amelia will be able to cope better. I know once she gets everything off her chest and time to get her thoughts in order will help a great deal.

"You are really trying hard to keep us around." Amelia teased from the other side of the kitchen. Turning to face her I could see the grin brightening up her beautiful face. I have missed that smile. How did I get so lucky to have a second chance with this woman?

"I have missed your smile." I told her as I walked over to her. I took her hand into mine and lead her to the island in the middle of the kitchen. When she sat down and looked up at me, I closed the distance between us covering her lips with my own. I gave her a kiss as I cupped her face in my hands. "I hope you're hungry, I made your favorites."

"You are way too good to me."

"I love you, baby. I love taking care of you. If I can do something small to help you out I will in a heartbeat and I know for a fact that you would do the same for me in return."

"In a heartbeat." She smiled up at me. I hope I get to see more of her smiles. Every time that she smiles I want to be the one who puts them on her face.