𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠

Chapter 27

(Y/N) P.O.V.

I threw myself over the gate to follow Chris, but as soon as I jumped over, the chicken from hell decided to have some fun.

"AHHHH CHRISS HALLLPP!!!" I screamed while James started to chase me.

Chris came from inside the barn with an alarmed and worried look in his eyes, then he saw James and lost it. He grabbed his left boob and was laughing so hard that he was bent over and crying out tears of laughter while James tried to jump at me and his spur ripped my jeans at the back of my knee.

Chris P.O.V.

Oh my goodness! Who knew a chicken could run so fast! I was laughing so hard and I finally composed myself, or tried to. I watched her being chased, then I heard her jeans rip. My face went from humor to surprise, to anger.

I quickly ran over to the rooster and grabbed him by his feet and hung him upside down. (Y/n) was trying to catch her breath, while I stomped down to the gate of the cow pasture and SLUNG that cock over the fence. I caught my breathe for a second, then jogged over to where (y/n) had her hands on her knees, breathing heavily. I could clearly see the pretty good size rip in her jeans at the back of her knee that the rooster got with his spurs. I went over and gently placed my hand on the back of her knee, only for her to yelp and jump away. I had a look of confusion on my face, but then I realized that she thought I was the damn chicken. Love you too honey.

"You alright? Did he get cha?"

"He scratched me pretty good, no big gashes tho. What was that surprise anyways?" She raised her eyebrows and I just chuckled at her.

This girl could go from sheer terror to curious in a couple of seconds. I shook my head grasped her hand and led her to the passenger side door of her 2500, 2002 Dodge Ram. Before I let her peek in the window, or even grasped the handle, I stood right in front of the door and pointed to my lips, motioning for a kiss. She giggled and pecked my lips and I sighed while I looked down at her.

"Whatever happens, please don't be mad at me, I couldn't help myself."

Her face went from confused to surprised to wary as she tilted her head.

"What did you do to my truck..." she crossed her arms.

"Nothing! Your truck is perfectly fine. Are you ready to see your surprise?"

She uncrossed her arms and her face softened. She nodded furiously and I took a deep breath and threw open the passenger door of the truck to reveal a Holstein and angus mixed little bottle fed calf. The calf was black and white, but mostly black, with bug eyes and a little black nose.

I shut my eyes, waiting for her to yell at me, but she never did. All I heard was a small gasp. I cracked open one eye and she had her hands clasped over her mouth, he eyes watery.

"Is it ours?" She looked at me with hopeful eyes and I nodded and smiled softly.

She then tackled me and I almost fell backwards. She held onto me so tightly, and I held onto her just as tight as I swayed a little and kissed the top of her head.

"Do you wanna name her?" I waited for her response.

She looked up at me with her mouth agape, and she went over to the door.

"Her name is Dorothy. Dot, welcome to the family." She said as she hugged and pet her.

She motioned me over next and took my hand, I was confused as to what she was doing, then she put my hand up to the calf's mouth. I jerked my hand away and she laughed.

"Cows don't have any top teeth, she's not gonna bite you." I raised one eyebrow and stuck my finger out to the calf.

To my surprise, the calf immediately started sucking on my finger and I laughed slightly. (Y/n) had raised calves in the past, so I had no doubt that this calf was gonna have a great life.

(Y/N) P.O.V.

I watched Chris with adoration as the calf suckled on his fingers and he gently pet her head and talked to her quietly. I had no doubt that he would be a great father from the start. But even though we couldn't have an actual human baby, we would cherish this one and treat Dot like our own daughter.