"She's in love with the boy. She's in love with the boy. What's meant to be will always find a way. She's gonna marry that boy someday." -Trisha Yearwood, She's In Love With The Boy
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Standing at the counter in the kitchen I glance over my shoulder at Logan and Owen sitting on the floor playing with Jenna and Milo. Who would have thought two tough cowboys, were really big teddy bears? I turn my attention back to the task at hand, making birthday cupcakes for Jenna. Today June 4th Jenna Micheals turns two years old. I turn the mixer off and let the beaters drip off any remaining batter, before pulling out the bowl. I shake my head and smile as I drop a small amount of batter into four different bowls and add two small drops of food coloring into each bowl leaving a rainbow of colors. I quickly mix in the coloring and start scooping a small amount of pink into the muffin tins, followed by blue, and green, then the last scoop a purpleish color. Rainbow cupcakes. I shrug, opening the over and slide the tray in closing it and setting the timer for 20 minutes.
I turn around and jump as I almost walk smack into Logan. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. What are you making?"
I take a step back and walk to the sink rinsing out the bowl and measuring tools. "Rainbow birthday cupcakes for the pretty princess. And yes y'all will get one too so don't start your complaining." Logan just grins and steps next to me grabbing the rinsed measuring cups and adds them to the dishwasher, then grabbing the beaters.
"So can I lick these before you wash them? Or will you murder me with a spoon?" I look at him and raise my eyebrows. "My mom always told us she'd kill us with the spoon if we licked her baking utensils."
I shake my head laughing, "Sure Logan you can lick one of them. Just don't blame me when you die from eating raw egg."
"Actually not very many people even get sick from eating raw batter so that won't happen." I roll my eyes and pass him the mixing bowl to add to the dish washer.
"Just lick them clean and wash them." I tell him walking out of the kitchen after drying my hands. I see Owen sitting on the coach as Jenna sits on the ground in front of him making her stuffed animals dance. I flop down next to him and rest my head on his shoulder, and watch as Fluffy Bunny, the dog, and Happy, the horse, are flailed and dragged across the floor in random movements. "So daddy, feel old yet? She's turning two today that must make you ancient." I tease Owen and jerk away as he grabs the pillow next to him smacking me with it. "Okay, okay. I'm done. I won't tease you about it." I tell him, shaking with laughter as I lay on my back with my arms crossed over my head and my knees pulled up. I sit back up and grin at Owen before leaning over and pressing a kiss to his lips. A few moments later, we pull back at the clearing of a throat. I bite my lip, and turn to see Logan leaning against the wall. Jenna stares up at Owen and then over to me.
"EEEEEWWWWWWWYYYYY!" She whines and rolls onto her belly and pushed herself up, before jumping towards Owens lap. "Daddy kissy you Baywor! Icky." She says simply and pokes Owens cheek, "You no kissy Baywor. I onwy get daddy kissys." Her bottom lip juts out in a pout as she stares at him with big eyes.
Owen pauses looking between his daughter and I, while Logan belly laughs. "Okay, baby girl. You can have daddy kisses." He suddenly wraps his arms around her tiny body laying her in his lap and starts kissing all over her face, and blows zerberts (raspberries) on her soft belly. Jenna bursts into a fit off giggles squirming around. I hear the timer go off in the kitchen and stand up, getting away while the two monkeys are distracted. I open the oven, and using a hot pad reach in and pull out the tray off cupcakes. Poking the middle of one with a toothpick it comes out clean, so I close the over door and set the tray on top of the stove and turn off the oven.
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Closing the door to Jenna's room, after laying her down for a nap I walk down the hall and stop at my doorway. I push my door the rest of the way open and walk over to my desk, and pull out the chair. As I sit down I come up with an idea, I pause glancing to the door before I slide to the middle of my room.
I push my feet along the ground to get the start and grin as the chair starts spinning. As the chair slows to a stop, I push off with one foot beginning all over again. I keep spinning in my chair until I hear someone laughing at the door. Stopping the chair with my feet I look up and see Owen watching me with raised eyebrows and a smile. "Well I was going to see if you were having a hard time getting her down but now I see you've been doing this." I immediately blush and stand up pausing as I wait to get my world to balance out. "Did you have fun at least?" He asks as he stops in front of me. I scowl at him and smack his shoulder. "What was that for? Yeesh woman."
"You laughed at me jerk. And yes it was fun thank you very much." I say looking up at him, and studying his face. I press a kiss the underside of his jaw, "I love you. Even if you are a jerk."
He bends his head down and kisses my forehead, "And I love you more." I sigh contentedly and rest my head against his chest listening to his steady heartbeat. "Since Logan's back, we get our date night. If your up for it, you may be tired from working all day and then spinning like the grown twenty one year old you are." I look up at him with a halfhearted glare, before smiling.
"I'd like that. Between little miss and working we haven't gone out for a date in the last month or so. Did you have something planned?" I pull away and sit back in the chair, "And I'm allowed to have fun sometimes. Make fun if you want, just remember I could still fire you. Not that I will, but I could. You and Logan are to damn stubborn and don't let me pay you anyway, so there's all the money sitting there for use on the barn and horses with extra to spare."
Owen leans against the wall next to me and looks around my room. "First off plenty of money is a good thing, we can expand or buy more with out worrying about running out. Plus Logan technically is a vollanteer, and I just don't need to be paid anymore. I've saved up from the three years I worked for your parents and have as much as I need to survive. People around town donate money and what not to us anyway. But yes I do have a plan, and no I ain't gonna tell you what it is." I pout, and push myself out of the chair and walk over to him.
"But Owen how am I supposed to get ready if I don't know where we are going? If I'm supposed to go it'd help to know what to wear." Owen starts to open his mouth but I cut him off. "Don't say I can wear anything and still look beautiful. That's insanely cheesy, just tell me where it is."
He outs his arms around my waist resting his hands on my lower back. "But it would be true. I'm not gonna tell you where we're going, what ever you wear works just fine neither of us are terribly fancy people." He leans down kissing me, a minute later he pulls back. "Really though, wear what you want. I love you no matter what you're wearing, and you look gorgeous in dang near anything you've got."
I shake my head at him. "Yeah yeah yeah. Okay fine I'll figure something out. When are gonna leave?"
"Does an hour work? It'll give me time to get ready and let us say night to Jenna when she wakes up, since Logan will put her to bed before we get back." I nod and slide my desk chair back over to my desk. Owen starts to walk out and I close the door behind him.
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So this was the last official chapter of the book!!! WAHOOOOOO!!!!!!!
All that's left is the Epilogue which will be set more in the future because yeah just because.
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