My Cowboy

Day 2 in NYC

*** A/N *** These are the first close up photos of Ryder and Jada. Sorry if it's not how you imagined them, they don't perfectly match my idea of them either, but it's the closest thing and nearly perfect to the way I see them.***

This morning I woke up at 6. I quickly did my hair and make up, then I woke Ryder.

I leaped onto the bed landing on my knees near his chest. "Wake up!" I screamed with a big smile on my face.

"Good morning, Doll." He smiled at me.

I stretched out on top of him and I kissed him. He broke it off.

"Woah, cool it with the tongue. I ain't about to be swallowed by you." He paused, "What's the deal? You hate kissing me before I brush my teeth." He commented.

"Sorry. I'm just so excited... in more ways than one." I bit my lip and smiled.

I stripped my clothes off to change out of my PJs. He kinda likes when I bite my lip. I guess it turns him on because next thing I knew, he had me pinned up against the wall.

Well, there goes an hour of sightseeing; It was the most well-spent hour of my life.

"Wow." I stated.

"I know. That was fantastic!" He excitedly shouted then kissed my neck.

"No. Don't start again. We'll never get out of here." I responded. I put clothes on and fixed my hair again. By the time we were out of the room, it was 9am. I showed Ryder my old school and the subway and my favorite restaurant.

"Ready to see some actual sights? Like the 9/11 Memorial and the Statue of Liberty?" I asked as we strolled down Times Square.

He nodded with excitement. We rode the subway to Battery Park and we hopped on a Ferry to the Statue of Liberty. He's so cute and innocent.

"So, there it is. The Statue of Liberty is right there." He pointed from the ferry.

"Yep. There it is." I stated.

"I never thought I'd be on the east coast." He stated.

I shot a surprised look at him.

"You've never been anywhere on the east coast?" I asked.

"Never been anywhere but Texas." He responded.

I stood up quickly. "What? That is unacceptable." I sat back down. "I've seen the world. I've been to twenty-six different countries and 32 states."

His mouth dropped. "Twenty-six. Like 2-6."

I nodded. We finally reached the statue; we got off the boat to go inside.

"Come on slacker. You're so slow." I called from at least one story above him.

"You ran track." He answered out of breath.

I reached the top way before he did. When he finally reached the top, I was talking to an old friend.

"No, I'm here with my boyfriend actually." I replied to Farah.

"Jada." He said.

"Oh there he is now. He's so slow. He's used to driving everywhere, not walking. Baby, this is Farah. Farah this is Ryder." I introduced them.

I forced Ryder to look around while I talk.

"How are you?" I asked.

"Well, the cancer is back. I don't have long they tell me. So I came to see the statue. Ya know it's funny, I've lived here my whole life and I've never been up here." She stated.

I hugged her. "I'm so sorry, Farah." I began to cry. "I love you. You can beat this."

She released me from her hug. "Don't cry, Jada. I love you too. I'm not going to win this time, so I'll cherish what I have and who knows? Miracles happen." 

I nodded and wiped my tears.

"Well, I hope I see you around again before you leave. If not, you know where I live. Don't leave without saying goodbye to me." She said.

"I promise." I pinkie promised her and she left.

I joined Ryder. "This is incredible." He put his arm around me.

"Take your time. I'm going to head down. I'm not feeling too well." I wiped a tear away.

"No, I'll come with—" He began to say and followed me.

"No! Stay here and enjoy it. I'm fine." I pushed him off of me and began my descent.

An hour later, another ferry came and Ryder was still at the top. I raced up to get him or we would be there for another hour. The ferry waits fifteen minutes.

"Ryder!" I screamed reaching the top.

"What?" He turned.

"If we don't leave now we are never getting out of here. Let's go." I stated.

"Okay, okay."

We both rushed down and barely made the ferry.

"Well, what's next?" He asked checking his watch. "It's 2:30... Actually it's 2:30 back home so it's—"

"3:30. I know. Okay, we will go see the Plaza and I'll take you the 9/11 memorial. Then we are going to skate at Rockefeller Center. They just put the tree up." I answered.

Once we arrived at the Plaza, I showed him around and talked to old friends that work there and permanent residents I know.

"Why can't you just be happy spending time with me?" He asked, angry that I'm talking to everyone but him.

"Sorry. This is my hometown. Imagine living anywhere else and going back to Pecan Hill. That's how it is for me." I stomped away and hopped in a taxi, leaving him there.

He texted me: Oh yeah just leave your hick-as-fuck boyfriend in the middle of a big city where he can get lost. Please come back.

I turned the cab around and walked back into the Plaza.

"Oh thank you." He hugged me.

I dragged him out and took him to the 9/11 memorial. A few hours and a ton of tears (mine) later, it was 7.

Walking to Rockefeller Center was a trip.

"Ya know, As much as I'm excited for that little baby of ours to be born, I'm a little sad that you can't train."

I looked at him with a strange look. I had no idea what he was saying.

"You are a great rider, Jada. One of the best I've ever met. With the baby, I can't train you. You quite honestly could be the best racer in the country." He rambled on.

"Aw, thank you." I kissed him.

Finally, we arrived at Rockefeller Center to skate. Kota and Rani met us there. We skated for hours, and Ryder could not be worse at ice skating. I used to figure skate so I helped him out. After 11, we went back to the hotel to sleep and Rani and Kota went back to Starbucks by their apartments.