Cowboy's Baby

Chapter:8

Beau

After making sure the baby was healthy they allowed visitors. Ash was the first one in. He stopped short seeing his nephew and I could see that he was realizing all that Chey allowed me to do in her life. Cheyenne had handed him over to me so I could hold him. Wyatt cooed as I walked around the room. I had wrapped him in a blanket that I liked that she had found.

There's no way I'm going to leave them. No way I'm going to leave her alone to raise a baby we made together. I took the blame for her becoming pregnant in the first place, making me responsible for the baby in my arms. I sat down in the rocking chair rocking him. He fell asleep grasping the edge of the blanket.

I can't believe one mistake led to my future. All because I was too drunk to remember to use protection. Cheyenne was sleeping on the bed. I could tell she was exhausted from giving birth to our son. I sat there rocking him thinking about the future. I thought about him wanting to rodeo like me and wanting to be his mother's son.

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Cheyenne

I sat on the couch changing Wyatt's diaper. Ash and Beau came in yelling once again. "Close the door. The baby is going to freeze." I said. Beau was the one that closed it while Ash stormed off. Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I'll be going with Beau to his grandmother's house. Ash tried to get me to stay and let Beau take our son but I wasn't having it. As I fastened the diaper Wyatt started to fuss. I got him dressed and picked him up.

I rocked him knowing he was getting sleepy. I took him into the bedroom where Beau was looking at something on his back. I set him on the bed as soon as he was asleep. "Let me see." I told Beau. He stood still while I looked at the cut. "Brother try to cut you with barbed wire again?" I asked. "Yeah. It got right up under my coat and hooked. I tried to get it free but it cut." He said.

"He really needs to get over himself. I don't care if he thinks it was wrong for you to stay and help care for our boy. You wanted to be a father and stay. If I didn't want anything to do with you and you weren't kicked off the circuit then James would have stepped in and and been a dad to the boy. Then a few years later he probably would have asked why he didn't look like his daddy and I'd have to lie to him about who his father is and when he'd see you he'd ask questions about why he looked so much like you." I told him.

"I'm so glad I stayed. You wouldn't of had to be a single mother providing for our boy by yourself." He sighed. "What's on your mind?" I asked. "I want to go back into rodeo. I know it's risky but I really want to." He said. "I want you to join me though. I know you use to barrel race. I can watch him while you run and vise versa."

I looked up at him. "It's been five years since I've barrel raced. I quit after my last high school rodeo because of an accident. My extra barrel horse was sold to pay for medical bills from that. My barrel horse is blind in his right eye because of me. I cut the barrel to sharp and he was left mentally unstable. He only lets me handle him. He won't race again because of me. I was lucky enough that my right leg healed almost perfectly.

"I don't know if I could even do it again." I said the last sentence quietly. "Cheyenne." He turned around to look at me. "I was there at that rodeo. I saw the accident. I watched them load you up in the ambulance. I watched as Ash tried to get into the ambulance to go with you and them denying him to go along. That's when your parents left and never wanted to see you and your brother again." He said.

I was looking at my feet. "Every night your beside me in that bed your usually laying on your left side. When I know your asleep I run my hand along the scar letting the memories reply in my own head reminding myself of what happened to you." He said pulling me to him. "Some nights I wanted to wake you so I could let you know that you're beautiful. Even with the scar."

I had tears running down my face. His shirt collecting them. He lifted my head. "Baby girl please don't cry." He said. I lowered my head. He kissed the top of my head. "How about a hot shower and bed?" He asked. I nodded. "Your brother's going to the bar tonight."

I knew what his intentions were. "I don't wanna be pregnant again for a few years." I told him. "I know baby. I've already got that covered." He said. We heard the front door close signaling Ash leaving. Beau looked out the window. "He leaving." He said. Then set Wyatt in the crib. "You know he could wake up at any moment." I said. "All the more reason for it to be a quick one." He said picking me up.

He set me down in the bathroom and started kissing me as soon as my shirt was off. He unclasped my bra and jeans. I shed the top garment while he took his shirt off. "You've still got the most beautiful body I've ever seen." He said pushing my jeans down. "Prove to me that you can be safe." I told him. He kissed me taking his jeans off along with his underwear.

He then opened a small pack and pulled something out of it. "This should have stopped us from having our boy. He's our reminder to use one every time we decide to do it." He said slipping it on. He then picked me up. He pressed me against the wall after turning the shower on. He moved from my face down to my center. He was crouched down with his full mouth on me.

"Take me." I said. He made his way back up to my neck before putting himself in me.