I loved Bo's mama, Janna. She was about as close to having my mom back as I could get and it helped take some of the pain of losing such a huge part of my life away; besides I knew Janna missed her just as much.
She had gone all out on our dinner; complete with a linen tablecloth so it reminded us of home. Our dinner was succulent grilled chicken, roasted baby red potatoes, fresh green beans and rolls. And dessert was her famous pecan pie!
It seemed as though she was bound and determined to 'put meat on my bones' but I would never turn down a home cooked meal. My mom taught me that and besides she always said there was no better way to show your family how much you love them.
"Well I need to be getting back home" Janna said. "Buck will be expecting his dinner soon and I have some laundry and other things that need to be taken care of."
I smiled at Janna as she leaned over the bed railing and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Now Mercy Rae please let Bo care for you honey. You'll have plenty of opportunities to return this favor to other folks; just be blessed and accept it."
I nodded and smiled; then said "Thank you Janna for dinner. Once everything gets back to normal I would love to have y'all over for a meal; just my way of saying thank you."
As Bo walked his mom to the door, he left her with a parting "I sent you and daddy a text about some of the things that need to be taken care of in my absence."
She consulted her phone for a moment and then a huge smile broke across her face. "Of course darling I will make sure your daddy sees this and all will be taken care of." They said their goodbyes and then Bo came back to the bed to join me.
"How are you feelin baby?" Bo asked as he started cutting my chicken. I almost said something snarky but thought against it because I knew he needed to feel like he was taking care of me; and if it was him cutting my food I would let him.
I smiled at him; getting one in return. "I'm feelin much better; tired but better. I miss the girls and I can't wait to get home and be in my own bed though" I answered truthfully.
Bo leaned over and gave the gentlest kiss on my cheek; his eyes conveying more than what he voiced. "Just tonight sugar and you'll be back home with me and the girls. Doc said I can sleep in the other bed and we'll get you checked out one more time in the morning and head home."
The food was restaurant quality with the chicken almost melting in our mouths; the melding of rosemary and thyme and other herbs gave it a wonderful, woodsy flavor.
We sat and talked about us; where we saw our relationship going and what we both wanted out of life. And it ended up being quite interesting.
I lay back in the bed; my stomach full to bursting and saving the pecan pie for later. Bo had asked me about marriage, children, the ranch and other things.
Looking at my handsome man, there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted him for my husband; that was a given. I wanted to get married at my home in that little spot he had pointed out the day I was hurt by the flying barbwire.
"I think my mama knew I was gonna meet the man I'd marry someday if I came back to Canadian. There was just something in her eyes; that far away look she would get when we talked about home.
And as far as kids I would love to have three maybe four with you. I always wanted a big family and sometimes I think mama and daddy felt bad they couldn't give me a sibling and I guess that's why Tuck and I always got along so well; he was the big brother I always wanted."
Bo chuckled. "Three or four huh; you don't think you would get sick of being pregnant?" I grinned, shaking my head. "No I think I would love it plus look at all of the practicing we would get to do while trying for babies." I wiggled my eyebrows making him laugh out loud.
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Under The Southern Sky (ON HOLD)
RomanceWhen unexpected circumstances take Mercy Rae Harrison and her parents, Jeb & Carla, all the way to Fort Worth, TX, leaving Canadian was the hardest thing she'd ever done, especially at the age of thirteen. Ten years later, after Jeb passes away, his...
