Ladys Love Country Boys~(Kate)

[Holten McCoy]

Dark poofy grey clouds began making their way along the edge of the sky, hopefully not to ruin this beautiful day. Certainly it would be nicer if the flowered had bloomed already but the grass was almost at its usual bright green, the breeze blew ocassionally. Theres not much you could ask for to make this day any better, heck it was in the upper 60's. A perfect shorts day. A perfect day to spend with Rugar, McCoy's solid black, muscular German Shepard. Not only his personal dog whom he has had since a pup but also his partner in crime. Well more like his partner in solving crime. He couldn't ask for a better K9 officer.

Kugar has earned this day for some one on one time. A little time to be a dog instead of hard at work, it isn't as if he asks for much other than to go outside for potty time, or too eat, or to sleep on the bed with McCoy which rarely happens...ok it happens way more than it should but its not as if he's bringing anyone home to occupy that space, besides it gets cold in the winter and sometimes McCoy is cheep and keeps the heat low so they both warm eachother up in bed. It never hurts to save a few bucks. McCoy picked up the soaked tennis ball. Even though he's a guy and shouldn't get grossed out, he will easily admit to dog drool being one of the number one nastiest things on the planet. Repositioning his lips, McCoy whisled sharply, which caused Rugar to sit and say still as he stood staring intently at the ball. A low whisle was given right as the ball came out of McCoy's fingertips which was a que for Rugar to get it. Like a black bullet Rugar pounced off his powerful hind legs and ate the ground up, in a blink of an eye he jumped up in the air and caught the ball. Rugar jogged back panting.

It were time's like this that he wished he had a family of his own. It's a perfect day to bring your little one's to the park so they can get some fresh air. So they can spend some quality family time. Of course life doesn't happen as you wish it would. Things that you wish would fall into place take much longer than intended. Hell during his first tour he wanted to get medically discharged from the bullet wound on his shoulder (its hard to see since he has a massive 9/11 tattoo covering it) but no he was too stubborn and couldn't live with himself if he had left his fellow marines fight til the death alone over seas. If he had gotten discharged he most certainly would of found the woman that he's been looking for all his life, they would of been bound to have at least 2 children by now, a boy first and a little girl second. Now that would be a perfect life but none of this happened. Thats because life is a beach and he's just playing in the sand. Kugar is his family for now.

W O R D S * 550 ;;
T H O U G H T S * im bad at starting posts ;;
M U S I C * dwindling. more in a Kasha moodddd but hes still yummy haha ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

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Kate woke up that day feeling good, and she was also glad to have the day off from work. Jericho had a good ride the last few days, and she had no students scheduled for the day. She took this opportunity to rest, and then take her beloved dog to the park. She rolled out of bed, and saw Max sitting there with his leash on his mouth. She smiled and got up and rubbed his head. " Let me get my coffee, Max. Then we can go and let you chase squirrels," she said and went to the kitchen. She fixed her coffee, and ate some stale cereal. Note to self: go grocery shopping. She went back to her room, now all peppy and awake. She rummaged through her dressers, and found some clothes, and put them on.

She fastened on Max's collar, and hooked on his leash. Max barked happily, as she slipped on her flip flops, and walked out the front door. She quickly checked her mailbox, and locked her door behind her. She put her hands in her pockets and followed behind Max. They made their way to the park, and Max wagged his tail and barked happily. Kate smiled, combing her fingers through her hair, and walked through the park. Hopefully this time when she let's Max off his leash, the damn dog won't take off like a rocket. Sometimes she didn't know why she got a border collie, but one look in those puppy dog eyes, and she was hooked when she entered the kennel. He's been her best friend, and running buddy. She unhooked him off the leash, and watched him trot around and smelled the ground. He looked at her and perked his ears up, and eyed the worn tennis ball in her hand. " You want this? You really want this,"she smiled and showed him the ball. She laughed and threw the ball with all her might, and Max took off after the ball. She crossed her arms and watched him go across the grass.

[Holten McCoy]

Brow creased as he watched Kugar stop and cock his ear to the side. McCoy looked in the direction in which Kugar has seemed to been so interested in. His usual crooked sly smile formed across his lips as he spotted his friend. A light, barely audiable whistle was given, a stalking que. Kugar moved slowly against the ground behind McCoy as he snuck quietly, taking light, hastly steps towards his target. Although unlike the other 99.9% of his usual targets in his history this one isn't likely to kill him. Least not kill him with any sort of weapon, that he knows of at least.

Should he really be doing this? Hopefully she won't get too spooked. It's definantly not in his intentions to upset a dear friend. Well any friend is close to him but for some reason she has stood out amongst the rest. Maybe its her gorgous, sparkling eyes that make him melt.. or the way her hair blows in the breeze its almost picture perfect. Or maybe its.. he shook his head then thought, "enough with this nonsense, nope I refuse to be thinking about her in this fashion." Without hesitation his eyes drifted the length of her back but stopped at her waistline, in a blink of an eye he thought again, "seriously, could you be acting more of an idiot or what? Act your age damn it."

Getting his head back into reality McCoy towared behind her, not that hard of a task since hes 5'11. Right as he touched both sides of her ribs with his fingertips he spoke softly in her ear with his thick sourthern, "gee golly ma'm you should consider keepin' your dawg on a leash. Wouldn't want a pretty lil' thing such as ya'self to get a ticket by a patroling officer." He gave a stern face, kidding of course, before smiling. He took the ball from Rugar, "Go play you fart." Kugar looked back at him as if he were joking since he rarely ever gets to have doggy playing time, "I recall sayin' get!" He took a quick step towards Kugar, as if to chase him, this sent Kugar charging after Max to play.

W O R D S * 386 ;;
T H O U G H T S * sorry rather short ;;
M U S I C * Kissed You Goodnight by Glorianna ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

Kate tossed the ball several times for Max before she was suddenly taken by surprise. She felt someone dig their fingers into her ribs and she jumped and her body tensed. She squealed, and laughed. She spun around after he crooned into her ear, and it nearly made her melt. She turned to look at Holten, and blushed. " Well I am sorry sir, but I did not see any signs that strictly enforced that law. So don't report me," she pouted and punched his arm and pushed him off of her. She laughed and pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

Max trotted over to the two with his ball in his mouth, and dropped it when he saw Holten barking happily and jumped around him. Kate snapped her fingers, the dog calmed down and sat down, and retrieved his ball. Kate looked at Holten and smiled. He was one of the sweetest guys she knew, and she admired him. There were so many things she could say about him, so to sum it all up he was a good guy through and through. She put her hands in her pockets as they walked around the park, their dogs following them with their balls, and Kate and Holten talked. They stopped, and Kate picked up Max's ball and tossed it far. Max waited till she gave the signal and he took off. Kate watched Holten play with his dog, and send him off so that he and Kate could be alone. Max chased Rugar around and it looked like they had vanished.

Kate watched the two play, and she smiled. She looked at Holten as they walked around, " So how are things since we last saw each other? It's been what, a month. I know you've been real busy, I guess," she said and crossed her arms and played with a thread that was loose on her shirt.

[Holten McCoy]

He made a sad puppy dog face and acted as if she had just attacked him once she had punched him. For some odd feeling he just felt her touch was right, like as if it were ment to happen, well obviously it was ment to happen but it felt just plain old nice and right. Her touch in general that is. Or maybe its just because he hasn't been touched by a woman in any way, shape, or form for countless months. After returning from his last tour he resorted to picking up women at bars night after night just to try to feel more alive, to feel as if he hadn't just left his soul over there in that god forsaken litterbox of a country. But he quit his player days once he began officer training. Figured it would look awful if a cop slept with more than half the town. People around here like faithful, family men and thats what he dreams to be. Being faithful isn't the hard part its finding a woman who will willingly spend the rest of her life with you.

Looking down at her he ran a hand over his unshaven, stubbily face, pondering on how to answer her question. In his deep southern draw he spoke, "Yea I taken it's been far too long since we've hung out or whatnot. Oh I haven't been all that busy same Shi-," what was he doing?! A gentleman never curses around a woman. At about this time his father would of gave him a good old wake to the back of his head for being so stupid. "I mean same stuff just a different day ma'm. Ain't been doin' much other than working with Rugar and riding Ammo every so often. Its been too quiet....you missy are not allowed to be gone for so long. Quite frankly I've missed ya buddy."Hopefully she didn't think that was weird. It sounded better in his head before he spoke but stupid is as stupid does. Rugars growls began sounding like his violent ones that he'd do while they were on call. McCoy whistled sharply before yelling, "enough." Before long Rugar came running into view with both of the balls in his mouth. Your typical hog of a dog. He dropped them both at the feet of Kate and McCoy. McCoy couldn't help but stare down his dog. "Stop ruining my game," McCoy thought.

W O R D S * 434 ;;
T H O U G H T S * sorry rather short ;;
M U S I C * Kissed You Goodnight by Glorianna ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

Kate looked at his reaction after she punched him, and wanted to either say sorry for punching him or call him a big sissy. She didn't hit him THAT hard. She looked at his puppy dog eyes and rolled her eyes, put her hands on her hips, and sighed, " I see the desert has done nothing for you. I am sad to say, but you cannot be hit by a girl without acting like a baby," she said looking serious, but then laughed after teasing him. She brushed her hair back as the breeze blew through her hair. She looked at Holten, seeing him still holding that look, and she sighed. She put her hand on his arm and gently rubbed it," If it hurts you that bad, then I am sorry, but you are still a sissy," she said and stuck her tongue at him. She saw him reach out to tickle her, and she swatted at his hands. Oh gosh, he was going to get her now, and she laughed and tried to get him to stop, but he grabbed her hand. She squealed and he spun her around, holding her tight and tickled her hard. " Ahhhh, Holten McCoy, stop," she laughed and pressed against his chest. She was laughing so hard that her sides hurt. " Okay, Okay. You win, mercy, mercy" she pleaded and her eyes watered from laughing as he let her go. She wiped her eyes, and so badly wanted to punch him again.

She fixed her hair ,and backed away a few inches from him in case he tried to take a grab at her again. She heard him say that she wasn't allowed to go anywhere for too long, and that he missed her. She put a hand on her chest, " Me? I have been here most of the time, thank you. I work my ass off here, and the only times I've been gone was when I went to go see my dad and my step mom in California. Then I went home for a month to help my mom at home. You sir, have been gone for nearly a year," she said and pushed her finger to his chest and stepped away. " Also, I've been riding Jericho a lot, and I'm waiting for my new horse to come in. I've named him Sinatra," she smiled. She saw the dogs run up to them. Rugar had both balls in his mouth, and behind him came Max barking at him. They stopped, Max went over to Kate and whimpered as if to say,' Momma, he stole my favorite ball.'Kate smiled at Max and went to Rugar. She knelt next to him, petted his neck, and yanked the ball out of his mouth. Ugh, it was covered in slobber. She made a face and wiped the drool on the ground and gave the ball to Max.

[Holten McCoy]

His jaw clenched slightly when she metioned the sandbox. A quick flashback to the time of insanity, seeing people dead around you day after day, body parts dott the landscape as if thats where they were ment to be all this time instead of making up multiple humans whom were just moments ago intact. The worst memory would most likely be of his buddy whom got shot multiple times in the stomach to the point where his intestines were coming out. McCoy just stood there. He was like a deer in the headlights as his friend tried putting his own intestines back in himself, his screams dulled to a mear whisper before he died moments after. In just a blink of an eye he watched his closest friend in the service die before him. Memories like that are damned near impossible to get rid of regardless of how many pills you pop, how many shots of whiskey, or even through countless hours of therepy there just isn't anything strong enough to get them out..Well anything nonliethal. Death is the best remedy for end the images and replays that continuously run in his mind and everynight in his dreams but he'd never do it. Thats the easy way out.

Moving away from that state of mind he smiled at her while tickling Kate, pulling her in close to his muscular chest. No he isn't hardcore ripped but pretty close to it seeing how ever since he joined the Marines he's been doing crazy amount of hours just spent on working out. Both jobs as a marine and a cop require physical strength that you don't get from sitting around like a couch potato all day. You got to hit the gym or at least go running roughly 6 miles per day. There's nothing wrong with being physically fit, hell the ladies never complained so he just kept the marine routine. Well he also has to keep it since after he returned from active duty he re-enlisted in the reserves. He can't leave his buddies over there without backup.

He looked as she took the ball from Rugar and took in the words she said. Playfully he said, "So that still counts as being away from this fella. Now ma'm that is just plain old unacceptable. I don't know if i can get over this anytime soon." He looked away from her at some children playing while he crossed his arms. He was pretending that he was mad with her. He couldn't help but give her a hard time. It is in his nature to do so. For some reason deep inside it felt sort of serious. But wasn't he playing?

W O R D S * 466 ;;
T H O U G H T S * sorry rather short ;;
M U S I C * This Ole Boy-Craig Morgan ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

Kate had received some letters from him while he was over there in that barren wasteland. Sort of like a " Dear John" thing, but no romance. He just needed someone to write to since he didn't have many people over in the states. He would write about how his day had gone, his triumphs, and his sorrows. He would describe the landscape, she would close her eyes, and could almost feel the sand beneath her toes. The hot wind on her skin, and she could almost smell the middle eastern spices in the market. She was glad to have this soldier back in one piece, but was he mentally still here? A few weeks after he returned, and before she left for California she would at times catch him staring off somewhere. Was he looking for something, someone? She didn't want to pry into his mind if he wouldn't let her in, and she didn't want to pressure him into telling her anything too personal that would cause him to get mad. She just left it at that, and would hear the stories he would tell her. Of his injured comrades, the soldiers who would never return to their sweethearts, and those who they would never see again. She felt sad for Holten, and she would tell him that if he needed her to listen, she would be there.

She wiped the rest of the drool that did not come off on the grass onto her jeans and gave him a look, " Awww sorry, did Abbott miss his Costello? Well you could have called me, you have my number don't you? So I don't want to hear this 'I missed you so much'," she teased again and saw him cross his arms. Always the one to pout and cross his arms that one. She looked at the direction that he was staring and saw two little boys playing football with their dad. Ah, that's what was on his mind. She figured that. She inched closer and said, " You better stop staring, people would get the notion that you are a pedophile," she teased, but looked at him and wiped the smile away. He was serious. " Sorry," she said softly and stepped away and let him have a moment to himself. She put her hands in her pockets, and waited for Holten to snap out of his trance.

[Holten McCoy]

The boys in thr distance squeeled time and again since they would have the ball and didn't want to get tackled. God how that made him ache inside, wanting a simple life like that would be beyond amazing. The feeling of being needed and being able to provide for the one's he loves is everything he could ask for and more. He wouldn't mind helping his son(s) with sports and wouldn't even batt an eye to play house or have a tea party with his daughter(s) if need be. Thats what a real devoted father is suppose to do. They are suppose to do anything and everything humanly possible to help their children even if its something that they'd dread doing. He would make sure his work schedule gave him enough time to be with his family during the week and on sundays it would be know throught the family to not make plans on that day since Sunday has always been a family day in his eyes. Hopefully his children won't follow in his footsteps into the military but its bound to happen since McCoy is the 4th consecuitive generation to enlist. As a father he'd definantly would intimidate any guy who'd try to date his daughter. Not only by being a cop and vet but with his size alone and gruff southern voice he'd easily scare a few fellows. If one had the balls to ask him for permission to propose to her then he'd give them hell for sure. He would just want whats best for his kids is all.

Her words about not wanting to hear him say he had missed her so much stung somewhere deep but he didn't feel like reacting to that. He didn't have many people to miss. It would take a while to pry it out of him but truth be told she was and will always be the only person he had missed when he had gone over seas. She was there for him in his time of need, as much as he hates to say it but it was true he actually had to talk about some of his feelings with her or else he might of gone all war insane, maybe would of even contemplated suicide with all the stress he was put under. But thats just life, you have to take the good and the bad even if life hands you more bad than good, which seems like his path of life as of lately, you just need to be blessed with the fact that you are living and to accept your fate. But is it fate if you feel like your suffering? or if life what you make it, as in do you make your own destiny? If thats true then he sure as hell has some shitty luck.

Snapping out of his old timer moment he grinned at what she said, "Oh i love little boys." he said jokingly as he attemped to make Herberts voice from Family Guy, it almost sounded like him but McCoy's southern accent sort of got in the way quite a bit. He looked over and saw her just standing there with her hands in her pockets. A brow raised as he observed her. She has this cuteness that he just can't explain, its as if shes one part angel one part perfect. His casual tilted smile spread across his lips, "What the hell you bein' sorry for? I can't stay mad at a sweet gal like yourself for very long." He paused and thought to himself for a moment before flashing a cunning smile. "Maybe I will be forgiving if you give me one of your amazing hugs or I'll just have to beat you out of it."

W O R D S * 657 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i dont like much ;;
M U S I C * big green tractor ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

Kate looked at the two boys playing, and smiled while his face was turned away. She knew he wanted to have a family soon, and she also knew that he would be a wonderful father. One time, she brought him over to her family's home for Christmas, and she watched him play with her cousin's kids in the backyard. She knew right then and there that he would be great with his own kids. He would play football with the boys, and let them always win, and let them tackle him to the ground. She even caught him having a miniature tea party with little Gracie, and her dolls in her room. That just warmed her heart. Yes, Holten had a soft spot for kids, and it showed. Kate would like to have kids one day to, a little girl for sure, so she could have a little prodigy and teach her how to ride. A little boy to be just like his daddy, the spittin' image of him, and treat a woman like a lady. She loved that thought, and smiled.

Kate made a look of disgust when he made that voice of Herbert. He knew how much she hated it, and he only did to get under her skin. She cringed and said, " I know how much you love boys, but must you make that voice. I think my skin just crawled," she said and wanted to punch him. She smiled when he said that he couldn't stay mad at her for long, and that cringing look went away and she smiled. She bit her lip and slowly walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. He felt warm, and she laid her head against his chest, and she could feel his heart beat. Suddenly, he picked her up and spun her around. Okay, maybe that small hug wasn't enough for this soldier. She laughed and had him put her down, and she straightened her shirt. She looked at the dogs, and they both were staring that them. She blushed and laughed it off. She fixed her hair, and put her hands back into her pockets, and they walked around the park, and their dogs ran ahead of them as they talked.

[Holten McCoy]

A smile spread across his lips when he felt her arms around him. Theres nothing better than a womans touch. When she pressed her head into him he couldn't help but savor the moment. It isn't every day that he gets to hug a woman, granted he could just go bar hopping and find one but that would be a completely different situation. Maybe its because he can't place the reasoning for why he always feels so giddy and just plan old comfortable around her. Maybe its because they've always seemed to just click as friends. Are friends suppose to just click or is there something more? God this is so weird he's just never really had these weird sensations. Certainly he's been with countless women, dated a few, slept with many. Ha well many is just an understatement seeing as how if his life had depended on it he would definantly not be able to recall their names. When you get to that point it is pretty pathetic.

Before letting Kate go he spun her around, almost as if to spin those thoughts out of his mind. Its's not like as if she can read into his mind so why bother shaking away thoughts that you like?His eyes examined every movement she made, McCoy watched as she straightened her shirt. Her shirt that he couldn't help but notice fit snug in all the appropriate places, just enough to help a man ponder. And the careless way she just put her hands in her pockets and walked off before he had a chance to move allowed his eyes to wander some somemore. A slight grin creased his lips, what can he say he likes what he see's and he is definatly a guy. Guys are just made to be horn dogs, some more obnoxious about it and others, such as himself, have been trained better.

He took a few quick steps to catch up with her. Fighting with every bone in his body that was begging him to just grab her at the waist, to pull her into himself so he could just steal a kiss to see if maybe they could have something. To see if they would have that spark. Just like in the movies. Isn't that what is suppose to happen? To have an overwelming feeling that drives one wild. Maybe that is just a myth. Maybe that is just what everyone dreams to happen but it just never occurs. He's beginning to lose faith in that idea because he has had some amazing sensations with plenty of women in his past. Or was that just his hormons going wild?

W O R D S * 464 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i dont think much ;;
M U S I C * Its Your Love-tim mcgraw an faith hill ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

Kate walked next to Holten through the park, this was a large park, so they could walk for hours, and still be in it. Sometimes they would talk, and play around, but mostly they just walked in silence and enjoyed the sounds in the park. She watched the kids playing on the swing set, and being pushed by their mother or father. It brought back memories of her childhood, and then what she would like to do in the future; to be the mom who pushes her child in a swing. She smiled, taking her hands out of her pockets and slipped her arm gently around Holten's. They're friends, right? So she could get away with doing things like this. Her other arm hung at her side, and she brushed back a few strands of hair. She looked up at Holten, and when their eyes met she smiled. She could be herself around him, and he made her feel safe and protected. Not just because he's an ex-marine and cop, but because she knew he was willing to lay down his life for her.

She looked from Holten to the dogs who were running around ahead of them, chasing the squirrels up the trees, and barking and it made her smile. Oh, that Max and Ruger. Such good children. She smiled and they slowly circled the pond and walked over the small stone bridge. They stopped in the center, and she leaned against stones looking out onto the water. She turned around and looked at Holten and bit her lip. She was feeling playful and said, " Holten, truth or dare,"she said and playfully smiled. She looked to the dogs who were about to jump into the pond to chase the geese, " MAx, don't you dare. I am not letting you into my place smelling like pond scum again," she called and looked back at Holten.

[Holten McCoy]

His brow arched quickly as he pondered her question "truth or dare." A quite simple one. A cunning smile moved across his lips when he noticed that the stars seemed to be lining up in the way he has wanted they to for quite sometime. A moment passed as he contemplated it. In a gentle yet gruff tone he lightly spoke, "Dare." While her back was turned to him. By god she was the prefect size, he loved shorter women since they were just so little and cute. Well he obviously isn't all that attracted to "little people" but Kates size is beyond great.

Right as she turned around, still leaning on the bridge wall, McCoy put both hands behind her on the bridge wall, leaning on them so he could shrink his height a few inches to be closer to her face. His blue eyes searched through her sparkling brown eyes, they looked as if she were about to tell a secret of some sort. But my oh my he just couldn't believe that with out her even trying that she could take his breath away. Women are such unique individuals. Men would never be able to survive with out them, well obviously they can't since it takes two to tango but women sure have a mystical way in capturing a mans attention with just one blink of an eye.

Both of his hands fell to her hips where he easily lifted her up to sit on the wall so that they were closer in height even though he had a few inches on her still. Standing inbetween her legs he put his hand on her lower back to keep her from falling backward into the highly discusting pond water. His other hand brushed a few strands of Kates hair out of her face, his rough thumb stroked her soft skin. Sliding a hand under her chin he angled her head up before lightly placing his lips apon hers. In that instant he knew things are definantly different with her, by golly he sure as hell doesn't know why though. For some bizzare reason he the thought that she might not like his stubbly facial hair against her smooth skin.

His lips parted her's for a brief moment, "If they go in I can just bring'm back to my house and bathe them outside since I can just stick them in the bed of my truck." His voice crackled as he spoke softly since he was astonished at what he was doing. Being a gentleman he kept his hands where they were, wouldn't want to switch into the horn dog mode now since that could scare her off, besides they are in public. Staring into her eyes he kissed her again, a little harder this time, just like that he is already addicted to her.

W O R D S * 491 ;;
T H O U G H T S * i dont think much ;;
M U S I C * I need you-tim an faith ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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[Kate Hudson]

He chose dare....hmmmm, and now to think of something silly for him to do. Make him jump into the pond and quack like a duck? Make him stand on the ledge and sing ' I'm a little teapot at the top of his lungs? No, it had to be something better, but what!? She crossed her arms, and glanced at him. She had Holten wrapped around her little finger, so she could easily get him to do anything without question. She squinted her eyes, and gave him a small little grin and turned around to think on it some more. What to make him do on a dare. Soon her mind drifted, and she wasn't thinking about the dare. She was thinking about just Holten. How happy she was that he was back in her world, and that he was a new man. She knew of his past actions with the ladies, and he swore that he had changed. He proved himself true at the last family Christmas party. She could tell that he was smitten with her, but were his feelings true, or was he just testing the waters with her? She closed her eyes, and spun around ready to give her dare proposal.

When she spun around, she was face to face with Holten. Probably as she was turned around, he had slowly approached her, and now stood just a few inches from her. His hands encircled her and rested on the stone wall behind her, and his eyes looked deep into hers as if to entrap her like a moth. He felt him lift her up without any trouble, and she rested her hands gently on his shoulders, as he held the small of her back with one hand, and touched her cheek and chin with the other. Oh god, what kind of hold this man had on her. It made her legs turn to water! Gently he lifted her chin, and looked at her, and she was left speechless. She ran her hand down his cheek gently, the stubble on his chin roughly brushed against her hand, but she didn't mind. She kind of liked it actually. It gave him that soft of rugged outdoors man kind of look. A hard worker, and he didn't give a damn of what people thought of him, but her.

After the first kiss, she looked at him, and her hand slightly trembled on his shoulder. Whoa buddy, that was great! She looked at him and swallowed a lump in her throat, and he left her breathless. He mentioned that he would take care of the dogs if they happened to jump into the water and get disgusting, and she gave him a small smile, " Okay," she said softly and then he kissed her again. After what had seemed forever, they came up for air, and Kate smiled and pressed her forehead to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and glanced to the side at the two wet and nasty dogs. She laughed and put her head on his shoulder. " I don't know who had more fun, the kids, or us," she laughed and looked at her very happy, wet dog.

[Holten McCoy]

A soft smile gave away as he felt her tender touch against his skin. A woman's touch has the most insane affect on men, maybe this is what true love is suppose to feel like. Are you suppose to feel like your about to puke because all of the butterflies in your stomach are going every which way? Are you suppose to feel as if you were a homeless man stubling across a stranded brief case full of hundred dollar bills? Are you suppose to feel like doing something obserd like running down a street while streaking in the cold and honestly not giving a rats ass in who saw? All of these feelings seemed to be become bottled up within his stomach, making him unsure if this were the real deal. But it had to be. There isn't any other way thats logical enough to be the source of this condition that has taken over his body worse than any plague you could imagine in your wildest dreams. Quite breath taking really.

His brows creased together when she spoke. It took him off guard when she mentioned kids. "Easy cow girl, this ain't my first time at a rodeo but certainly that ain't happening any time soon." He couldn't with hold the chuckle after his comment. Of course Kate had been speaking about their playful pooches but still. He definitly does want to jump into something that might spontaniously combust and throw an innocent child in the mix. If things would get bad between them then there would countless years upon years of awkward birthday parties, split holidays, debate over which parent's health insurance does the child get put on, which years do they list their child in their tax deduction, a custody hearing, deciding when they would get the child as well as the awkard pick ups and drop offs at the other parents home, and you can't forget the awkard moment when one of them finds a different other half and gets married. All of this would just bring a lot of troubles for the both of them. That is if she had been completely serious but obviously she wasn't.

W O R D S * 375 ;;
T H O U G H T S * sorry I'm beyond tired and have like no muse for him today ;;
M U S I C * Small town southern man ;;
T A G G E D * Kate ;;
W E A R I N G * black shorts, white nike's, white tshirt, tattoo visable ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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