Under The Southern Sky (ON HOLD)

Chapter 10

Bo watched as everyone chipped in and helped Mercy Rae clean up, put the table and chairs away, just like a family would after a get together.

Once everything was cleaned up and put away, there was a line of folks coming to tell Mercy Rae thank you and goodnight.

"Little filly, thank you so much for a great evenin! The food and company was amazing!" Tuck said, giving her a hug and kiss.

Next she received one from Hank and then came the fatherly advice about being careful and such.

"I love ya Hank and I promise I'll be careful" Bo heard Mercy promise. Randy, Luke and Walker were next, followed by Belynda and Tammi Sue, saying they would see her soon.

Lastly Sheriff Jackson. "Sweetheart you let me know if Gillis comes sniffin around again, okay? And thanks for the food and welcome home" he ended with a hug and kiss on her cheek.

With her driveway and yard finally empty of guests, Mercy Rae took Bo by the hand and led him into her house, shut and locked the front door.

He was still knocked breathless with how beautiful she was as he watched her move around the living room, lighting the candles in the Mason jars.

He watched with bemused eyes as she sat down on the sofa and removed her boots and socks, revealing beautifully painted cherry colored toes and he never knew how gorgeous feet could be until he saw hers.

She walked over to the CD player that sat underneath her TV and soon the sounds of Lady Antebellum When You Got A Good Thing filled the room; she walked back over to where he was standing.

"Dance with me?" Her eyes flickered in the candle light making her prettier than the angels themselves.

He held her close, so close he could feel her heart beating against his chest, her arms tightening around him as his heart, mind and body finally came to agreement...she was his, if she would have him.

He reached down and hoisted her up, telling her to wrap her legs around his waist, which she did immediately and willingly.

They watched each other the whole time they danced, her fingers clasped around his neck and it felt so good, havin her like this.

She was so passionate, such a lady and she had such a big heart, so giving of herself where others were concerned and he knew that she could only compliment him, making him a better man.

"Little filly?" His baritone voice broke through the night.  "Hmm?" She replied, sounding incredibly satisfied and he couldn't help marvel at how little she required to be happy.

"Kiss me" was all he said and with those two simple little words, she bowed her head to his lips, the action slow, gentle and easy, like a small stream on a lazy summer day.

No need to hurry, just relaxing and enjoying it, seeing where it would take you, then he felt a little more pressure from her lips, a little more passion as he listened to her moan softly as their kiss took on more.  Much more.

Soon her mouth had moved to his jawline and chin, blessing him with the sensation of her tender lips, releasing a tortured moan from deep within his soul.