Home on the Range || H.S

Part 2

Y/N spent the next couple of days planning things out with Anne. The two were really excited about getting things going and they had made a list of stuff they needed. They had gone through each of the cabins and picked out main components of each, writing down some possible names for each of them. She told Anne what they'd need to get for each house just to keep things consistent, and up to par with any other bed and breakfast in the area. It was going to be amazing. Y/N also told her that they could expand their produce store front, so they had to think about that as well. Lots of things to do, but all manageable.

Not that it was important, but she also saw Harry just about everyday. Living next door to him made things both amazing and difficult. On one hand, she loved seeing him freshly coming out of the shower, but lord did it make her want to scream. He was too good looking for his own good. Did he know that? She was positive he did. There was no way he didn't. Regardless, she came out onto the deck to drink her coffee every morning in her pajamas and read her book. It was her favorite way to spend the morning. Sometimes, she'd sit with her laptop and do her Pinterest board and stuff. She always peaked at Harry who was doing the same thing, trying not to look because it was his private time, but she couldn't help it.

Meanwhile, Harry didn't want to interrupt her. How badly he wanted to hear her voice and invite her over to talk on his deck instead, but he knew she must need some alone time. Being around the ranch didn't provide you much of that unless you were in the fields— and even then, the cows did judge you for your singing. He hummed to himself, scrolling through his phone. Emails from stores trying to get him to buy shit. Well— at least he was going into town today. He got to see his favorite old ladies who ran shops and would stock up on food for the next week. His mom did the main shopping twice a month at the bulk store, but would send Harry when he went on the weekends to get more necessities like flour or the occasional Oreo. That was on Amelia— little thing was obsessed with them. Harry knew he had offered Y/N to come. He was wondering if she still wanted to. Her little robe didn't do much to hide her body and he knew he would be taking care of it again in the shower.

When Y/N went inside, Harry sat for a few more moments to collect himself before going to shower and get dressed for breakfast. He knew that he would be disappointed if she didn't want to come anymore— he had barely seen her all week, except breakfast and dinner.

Y/N has gotten dressed, a nice little sundress today because it was the weekend and she wanted to dress all pretty whenever she could. She had once again, driven down with Gemma to the main house for breakfast and smiled at all the commotion the twins and Amelia seemed to be causing.

"What's going into in here?" Y/N giggled at them, "haven't even had breakfast yet, y'all're bouncing off the walls!" She spoke as she went to ruffle Edward and Marcel's curls. Letting out a little, oof when she was attacked by a hug. "Good morning, missy." Y/N hummed as she looked down at Amelia, she had taken a clear liking to her.

"What's for breakfast?" Y/N asked, wondering what Anne was cooking up today. The usual eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns, but the main meal seemed to be biscuits and gravy. She was excited. She loved a good home cooked meal.

"Oh, some classics! You know, pancakes, eggs, bacon." Anne hummed. She knew Y/N was going to offer to help. "If you'd like to help, I'd love it if you helped Gemma set the table. The men should be here soon and I know that they're going to want food as soon as they come in. Greed little things." she laughed.

The men were always starving and it was obvious. Today though, Harry was earlier than normal. Coming in and seeing Y/N setting the table, humming to herself. God, she was so beautiful. Looked like she belonged there. Not in the sexist way— but she looked so at home, providing this way. She was glowing whenever she was in the kitchen with Anne or around the kids and he made him think quite a bit.