Real Good Man~[Kate]

[Holten McCoy]

The 3 bedroom, three story house(obviously including the basement) always seemed to be extremely empty. Certainly it had top notch decorating since his sister lives with him and she certainly wasn't going to put up with minimum decorating. It was cheeper for the two of them to live together, besides its not as if either of them are married then obviously one of them would leave, it would have to be Hallie since the house was technically under his name. She'd moved in when she was 18 since their parents were no longer although its not as if she were here much due to her tours over seas, he hadn't been here much either with his own tours over seas. With each of their work schedules there wasn't much family bonding time, friends never occupied the furnished basement which had a pool table, air hockey and pingpong table, and a massive tv with a gaming system, they'd only come over on fridays or at random partys that were always held there. Funny thing is that their friends never really partied anywhere else except for here. Maybe it was because the house was so large with 2 full bath's, 2 half baths, a large kitchen, a massive hang out area, a good sized porch, and even a pool that didn't come close to taking up a lot of space in the giant back yard which is perfect for an afternoon football game. Regardless the house seemed too empty all the time. He'd rather have a small place with a lot of land but at the moment that'd be more money than he could handle.

Holtens 18 hour shift ended a few hours prior. It was only 7 pm now but he'd been up roughly since midnight the previous night. He layed in bed, trying to catch up on his many hours of missed sleep. Each week was different since a lot of people a while back had complained about not liking specific shift so their bright idea was to have rotating shifts, sometimes 6, 8, 10, 12 or more hour shifts. He would of only worked a 12 hour shift but a friend was having family problems so Holten covered the guy's shift. Besides, a few extra bucks never hurt anyone, just the actual earning of the money can easily cause some pain. He layed without a shirt on, just his pj bottoms while stretched out over his king sized bed which was big enough for him, Rugar, and a small amount of room for more since the two of them always spread out their limbs. The only sound in the room were the snores from Holten and Ruger. Ruger sat up quickly at the sound of a door opening and closing from downstairs. His ears twitched as he just stared at the door but Holt was fast asleep in never land.

[Kate Hudson]

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Kate checked her phone and smiled when she looked at the time. It was seven PM on the dot, and Holten should be off of work now. She put her phone back into her back pocket and went down to the kitchen to grab a quick snack, grabbed her sandals out of the hallway closet, and called for Max. She looked down at her shirt, and frowned. This would not do. She turned around while eating her apple, and dashed up the stairs to her bedroom, and rummaged through her closet for a new shirt. She found one that was so perfect. It was that Batman shirt she bought years back, and for some reason just stuffed it in the back of her closet. She pulled off her previous shirt, and slipped on the Batman shirt. Perfect! She let her hair down and messed with it a little and then went back down the stairs and grabbed her bag and keys from the stand next to the front door. She slipped on the shades that she kidnapped from Holten over her eyes, and opened the truck door for Max and let him inside, and she climbed in into the driver's seat and started the truck. " Ready to go see Holten," she smiled to Max and he gave her a bark and wagged his tail.

She got to Holten's place and turned off the truck. She reached into the center console, and dug out the little spare key that Holten had given her. Attached to it was a golden heart key chain with a picture of them with their dogs on the front, and on the back it said, ' Me, you, and those two. Love Always, Holten.' She held the key in her hand, and unlocked the front door. When she walked in, Max dashed right past her and trotted around and sniffed the ground. Kate looked around, Hallie must be off somewhere doing something, and judging by the no noise Holten must be in his room. She smiled and put her stuff down on the couch and looked around. " Holten," she said not to loudly, and walked around trying to find him. The last place she went to check was his room. She carefully opened his door, and she let out a soft 'awe' seeing his sound asleep on his bed. She walked in, saying hello to Ruger, and slowly lowering herself onto the bed beside Holten. She smiled and leaned over and gently kissed him like when Prince Charming kissed his Snow White. She gently pulled away, seeing his eyes were still closed, and she curled up next to him.

[Holten McCoy]

He heard his bedroom door open but didn't make any attempt to move. His body hurt from working more than 10 hours a day for the past several weeks but he isn't one to complain about anything usually. Least nothing work related since he knew he chose to go into this profession, no one made the decision for him because that would be a different story. Besides, he has to put the food on the table and make enough to house himself, Rugar, and his horse. Thats a lot of mouths to feed. Then theres having to pay for heat and air conditioning as well as water and electricity for this massive house. Oh then there's his cell phone bill, cable, internet, home phone which neither him nor Hallie ever use so its pointless to have, their morgage, and even the several insurances that he has. Plus he likes to have extravigant parties every now and again which tend to cost way too much but thats the price you have to pay to have a good time with everyone near and dear to you. Life isn't cheap.

He grinned slightly when he felt her lips on his skin. Holten made a grumble sort of noise, no words said just a similar caveman grunt was given as if to say hello. A smile pulled at the edges of his lips when he felt her curl into him. Theres nothing like being in bed with your favorite animal and woman. Lazy days are his favorite. His foot nudged Ruger before he grumbled softly in his gruff sleepy voice, "Some dog you are." Of course he was refurring to Ruger's lack of reaction to anyone coming into the house. He had training in guarding as a police dog. A thought popped into his head and he quickly removed the gun under the two pillows that she layed on. He's always kept a gun within reach, most people would find that extremely sketchy but thats just how he is, just in case because you never know. Besides when he was home he usually never kept any of the doors locked since him and his sister both have dogs that will attack intruders and Holten and Hallie both have military training so it'd take a lot to take the two of them down.

[Kate Hudson]

Kate smiled when she kissed him tenderly, placing her hand softly on his stubble ridden cheek, and smiled more when she heard his caveman of a grunt. She pulled away and looked at his closed eyes, and kissed him once more, more loving, and she pulled away before curling up next to his warm body, and placed her hand across his firm chest, and slowly closed her eyes. Her nose pressed to his shirt, and she could smell his scent. He smelled of cologne...man musk... and dirt. He was all man, and he was all hers. She smiled with her eyes closed and reached for his hand and held it. Max walked in, and whimpered softly. Kate slowly opened her eyes, and moaned, " Not now Max, go play with Ruger," she moaned and curled closer to Holten. Max looked at her, cocking his head to the side and whimpered again and then he barked once at Ruger to get him to leave them to go and play.

Kate didn't want to be pulled away from Holten, it felt so good to be in his company, and he was so cute when he was asleep. She couldn't sleep any longer, she had a nap earlier, so this was just pretend. She slowly opened her eyes and turned on her side, still had her hand on his chest, and she looked at Holten. How cute was this? She smiled and ran her finger softly down the side of his face. The little pieces of stubble scratched her finger tip, causing a sensation that shot through her nerves, so perhaps she could convince this mountain man to shave a little. Kate sat up and ran her fingers through her hair, and leaned forward and took off her shoes, and looked back at Holten. Well this wasn't fair, he was in just his PJ bottoms. She bit her lip, and was tempted to strip down to just her bra and panties. How would Holten take it? Would he be uncomfortable and say she was moving too fast? Or would he be flattered, hold her close, and kiss her passionately? She toyed with the idea, but just voted for the first one. Just pace herself sounded safe, unless Holten was open for getting more intimate so soon. She half laid on his chest, and traced her finger over his stomach and kissed his chest and just smiled.

[Holten McCoy]

His jaw clenched as she touched the length of his face against the stubble on his face since it made it feel ichy but he resisted the urge to scratch it since moving wasn't going to happen. He opened his eye just a crack to see what she was doing. A grin creased his lips. Women were definitely strange creatures. Despite having to live with one he still will never ever fully understand the way they work. There should be a manual for how to deal with them. To let them know what buttons should or shouldn't be pushed, how to handle them in certain situations, and when to abort the mission in general. Now that would be a best seller.

His one semi opened eye watched as she got up, a brow raised at her intentions. Despite it being almost completely dark in the room he could make out her shadowy figure as she moved. Was she undressing? That idea was completely shut down when he heard the thud of her shoes hitting the carpeted floor followed by her quickly entering his bed. He could feel her warmth as she lay upon his bare chest. Maybe she didn't feel comfortable cuddling with less clothing. Hell he certainly wouldn't mind, after all hes a guy but he wouldn't mind at all since they had gotten closer over the past few months. Although he wasn't planning on making any sort of move to get her undressed since he's never been one to pry at someone if he is uncertain if they're comfortable enough to do that sort of thing yet. After the first time though he certainly wouldn't hesitate to get them undressed at a moments noticed. But for now, cuddling like this was good enough.

occ;sorry kinda short but i woke up awhile ago, just wanted to get something out there

[Kate Hudson]

Kate just kept her shoes off. That's the farthest she was going to go for now. Even though she and Holten had gotten close, and knew how each other worked getting intimate wouldn't make her uncomfortable. She just didn't want to rush into anything drastic and live to regret it, but knowing Holten she knew he would think the same thing. She pulled some covers over them, and rested her arms and chin on his chest and watched him sleep. He was too cute when he slept, and he needed the sleep since he worked crazier hours than her. Sometimes they didn't get to see each other as often because he would be going to sleep when she would be just getting up, or vice versa. Seeing that he was a deep sleeper, she traced her finger along his jawline, and felt him clinch. She did a soft laugh, stopping that, and tracing little hearts on his chest. She was getting a little bored with him laying there when she was still wide awake.

She raised her upper body, and saw him peer one of his eyes open slightly, and she slightly waved and smiled. " I can see you're awake," she said softly and gently pressed her lips to his for a tender kiss. " You stay in here and rest, I'll go fix you something to eat if you get hungry," she whispered and sat up on the bed still holding his hand. When she tried to get up off the bed, she felt him still having a firm grip on her hand. She looked at him and smiled, she reached for their joined hands, and slowly pried his fingers off of her hand. He was strong, but she managed to get him to let go. She put the blanket back on him, and quietly left the room, and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

She entered the kitchen with Max and Ruger following close behind, and she searched the cabinets for some food to fix. Not very much to offer. She thought, and then looked in the freezer. There were some frozen vegetables and chicken. Perhaps she could come up with something there. She got out a pan, cooking spray, and started to fix some dinner for him. The downstairs started to smell like saffron, rosemary, and ginger. She was careful not to make too much noise when she cooked. The only real sound you could hear was Kate softly singing as she cooked. As she let the food simmer, she fed Max and Ruger and went back to watching and stirring the food.

[Holten McCoy]

Holten shut his eyes closed tight and kept a straight face, "Thats such crap, you can't see me if I can't see you," of course he was kidding. It was a stupid joke really. Although thats the best he could do in his current state of mind. Had he had more sleep it would of been able to squeeze out a few good chuckles instead of the long silence of crickets that seemed to have engrossed the room. When the bed moved he cracked his eye open a little to see where she was headed next. Why did she have to move. Her rightful place is in his arms or just curled up next to him with her arms and legs entwined with his with their dogs at the end of the bed. Now that would be beyond perfect, least in his mind it would be. Then again he's the one that feels like death while she probably has enough energy to participate in the olympics. Maybe someday they'll be on the same sleep schedule, one can dream right?

He watched Kate and both of the dogs exit his room and close the door behind themselves. Some dog Ruger is, he should of stayed with Holten since he should of been just as tired as Holten, granted the dog probably took a few naps in the back seat of the cop car earlier that day but still. Where's the loyalty around here? Holten layed there looking up at the ceiling, listening to the pitter patter of the dogs nails against his hardwood stairs which would get interupted with the slower beat of Kates footsteps. He couldn't help but wonder how his life get to be like it is. He'd gone through so many changes, witnessed things that the average person in their right mind should never see or could handle, and still he is fortunate enough to have a loving family, even if its just Hallie, but he also has Ruger, and Kate of course with Max. Its as if he experianced the main shit in his life all at once and now he's getting rembursed with a plethera of good times. Not like he'd complain in the least bit.

For what had to be at least 20 minutes he kept drifting in and out of sleep only to be suddenly awakened to the delishous smells of spices that wandered through the air. All of which made his stomach growl. Food seemed like a mighty good thing right about now. He grumbled to himself since his original intentions were not to get off his bed for the next 16 but that was now out of the question. Slowly he made his way down stairs and into the kitchen. Propping himself on the counter to watch her he grumbled, "Are you trying to kill me woman." Of course he had been kidding, for the most part. When she wasn't looking he'd throw small pieces of veggies to the dogs. Holten's eyes never left her while she cooked.

[Kate Hudson]

Kate softly sang, and hummed a little bit as well. The dogs finished eating, and just sat at the edge of the counter and waited to see if she would just accidently drop a piece of food. Their tails wagged and Max whimpered. She looked at Max, and gave him a look and he lowered himself to the ground and looked up at her. She went back to cooking the meat, and covered the pot to let the food simmer. She jumped up onto the counter and looked through an old cookbook that was sitting on the end of the counter. She carefully turned the pages, and read some of the recipes. ' Grandma's secret banana nut bread', Mrs.McCoy's homemade chicken noodle soup.' There were many others, and it made Kate smile. Holten had kept his mother's recipe book. She couldn't stop smiling as she scanned over the pages of the book. Why hadn't Holten told her his mom kept a cookbook? She slowly and carefully closed the tattered book, and gently placed it on the counter next to her.

She hoped down and yawned, now she was getting tired just like Holten, and now she wished she had stayed in Holten's strong arms and let him hold her close. She ran her fingers through her hair and fixed her hair up in a messy bun. She walked to the stove, and turned the heat on low, and removed the top to check the chicken and vegetable mix. The steam and smells from inside the pan made a big cloud as she took the top off, and she closed her eyes as she took in the smells. She smiled and tried a piece, and her smile got bigger since it tasted so good. She knew Holten would love it. She heard his door open upstairs and knew her caveman had awoken from his slumber. She smiled when she saw him waddle into the kitchen, prop up onto the counter. Giving out a small laugh at his comment she replied, " Well hello to you to sleepy head," she said and walked over to him and kissed him, and felt his strong arms wrap around her as they kissed. She pulled away and stirred the food a little more. Almost done. She turned around to get something, and little did she know that he was giving the dogs some of his own dinner! She turned around and looked at him and pointed at him, " I saw what you did, she said and grabbed a knife as she sliced up a mushroom, and some loose hair fell in her face. She was a beautiful mess. No mistake.

[Holten McCoy]

Holten watched as she used his mothers cookbook. She had passed away years ago along with his father of natural causes. They were a cute old couple. They stayed together for many years and were high school sweethearts. Holten and Hallie went through their parents things, deciding the things that they wanted to keep and most were books, a few pieces of furniture and a lot of pictures that could easily be seen around the whole house. They have just wanted to keep the McCoy family name alive since it is just him and her now. There's nothing sadder than the last few living members of a family dying alone without any children to pass their names on after fufilling a very meaningful life. He had made a vow to himself that he'd never let that happen to him, he was certain Hallie thought the same too but she's her own person so he couldn't be as positive as he'd like to be on that matter.

He looked away as if he hadn't done anything. "I think you're starting to see things. Are you getting old on me missy?" He had a pretend stern face on, his brows came together as if he were truely concerned for her mental well being which of course he was just joking. Just another stupid joke this evening, one of the many that will most likely come but thats just how he is. Joking is his way of letting off steam. Hes also been known to use it to hide his true feelings on the inside. Kate should know this by now. Especially due to the fact that he never has discussed anything that happened overseas. He's only discussed that with people in his unit as well as Hallie since she has experianced the same things. Its hard to explain a feeling or an event to someone who hasn't ever been in those certumstances.

[Kate Hudson]

Kate looked at him, and placed the knife down, so she wouldn't cut herself while looking at him. She chuckled and stepped away from the stove top, and stood in front of him and put her hands on her hips. " I don't know, do I look like I'm getting older? I haven't found a grey hair yet," and she stepped close to him to where if he wanted he could put his arms around her easily. " We're all growing old Holten, one way or another. We can either choose to accept that and age gracefully, or we can grumble about it and get botox and plastic surgery. I don't think I'll be needing that anytime soon, if not at all," she said and wrinkled her nose, and gently kissed him and ran her hand softly down the side of his face as she leaned in closer. She pulled away slowly, and a smile curved her lips. She could get used to this, being in his company all the time, and making him meals. For now, she was just enjoying the moments she spent with him.

She stepped away and checked the food one more time. The chicken was finally fully cooked, and she went to the cabinet to grab a small plate, and reached into the drawer and got a fork. She took the top off the pan, and served him a small helping of her creation and handed him the plate and smiled. When he finished, she took his plate, and placed it in the sink. She walked back to him, and looked into his eyes and gently tapped her nose to his, and smiled. She took his hand and led him to the den area, and twirled herself around while still holding his hand like a little girl, and laughed and stepped close to him.

[Holten McCoy]

He squinted his eyes and put his hand to his face as if he were studying a fine piece of art, "Hmmm i'd have to say that you don't physically seem to be getting any older but give it a while and maybe I can answer that question." He was joking of course. She obviously hadn't looked old in the least bit, he just likes to give her a hard time. It was a way for him to show how much he cares for her. His brows came together when she mentioned all that jazz about plastic surgery and a vast variety of other aging solutions. All of which he thinks is retarded. Humans and any other living thing isn't ment to last forever, we are all bound to age over a period of time. So there really isn't any reason for anyone to try to fight the aging process.

He continued to watch her cook. The spices in the air smelt good to him, they made his stomach ache making him realize how truely hungry he was. When she fed him a piece of it it made his mouth water beyond believe. It was just as good as his mother made it, well almost. But somethings seem to taste different when other people make it, no matter if they have made both meals the exact same way. When he sat down to eat at the old wooden table from his childhood he began to dig in. It had been awhile since he had had his mother's food, usually Hallie would cook them on occasion when he was at work but mainly just on sundays. The food was quickly devoured, it didn't take long for the food coma to over power him, making him feel as if he could just pass out where he sat which is completely possible since he had a great nack for sleeping in any condition or position for that matter.

[Kate Hudson]

Kate blushed at his reply, and to her it sounded like a compliment. She looked at him as she put her hands in her pockets and asked, " Well how long should I give you before you can answer that? Five... Ten... Twenty years down the road?" she asked and pretended to ponder on that question and smiled. She seriously was not considering any of that junk to make her look fake or distorted. No, she wanted to age beautifully. Wrinkles and all. She hoped that her husband later on down the road would agree, and say that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, even with grey hair, and a few wrinkles. She gently kissed him while they were in the kitchen, and slowly pulled away and gave him a small smile.

They sat at the table, and watched him eat the food that she made him. It was one of the recipes that she found in the book that was made by his mother, so she hoped that she was just as good as his mother. You really can't outdo the original, but you can certainly try and get close to achieving it. Once he had finished, she watched him slowly start to get a sleep coma. Maybe he just needed some food in his system to hit the spot. She smiled, and cleaned up. She walked back over to him, and took his hand, and led him back up the stairs to his room again. She held his hand firmly, incase he happened to fall over, and closed the door. She took him to the bed, pulling down some of the twisted sheets, and put him down in the bed. She pulled the sheets back over and watched him turn over and fall back asleep. She couldn't resist getting back into bed with him, and she was pretty tired herself. She walked around to the other side of the bed, slowly taking off her shirt, and pants before crawling into bed with him. She slipped under the covers, and peered over at him. He looked so peaceful in this state, and she leaned over and just barely touched her lips to his cheek and then kissed his shoulder. She inched down under the covers, and turned on her side and went to sleep.

[Holten McCoy]

He smiled at her question. Uncertain in how to answer it. He didn't want to dig himself in a hole so he just chose not to respond. Maybe they would last that long, maybe not. He wasn't the type to lay around and day dream about it like women do. He just took each day by day and accepted everything that would come his way. He's never been the type to take things for granted since each day is a gift that would easily be taken away from you. Least thats what he lives by. He first handedly witnessed how life can easily be taken away in a moments notice. Life is just so delicate, he knows that it should never be rushed since theres no way in telling when it is your time to go.

He allowed her to basically bring him upstairs, the pitter padder of the dogs following them made him smile. The dark cold room made him want to just curl up in the blankets for days. He layed down, letting Kate pull the blankets up over him. Before she had a chance to do so the dogs jumped up on the bed, Ruger growled at Max who was attempting to lay at Holtens feet. Max moved and allowed Ruger to go to his desired spot. Holten shooked his head, Ruger was such a tempermental dog. He closed his eyes but the sound of clothes going to the floor raised his attention. Kate slipped into bed with him, he felt her bare skin against his chest. A smile pilled at his lips, he turned so an arm was wrapped around her and his head was buried into her shoulder. He took a wiff of her sweet sent, "mmmm"

[Kate Hudson]

Kate climbed into his bed after she put her clothes on the floor on her side of the bed, and smiled at the dogs. Max cowered away from Ruger, and jumped down on the floor and curled up. Kate shook her head at Ruger, and frowned at Max. Once she saw that Holten had dozed off, she gently climbed into bed and climbed under the covers. Their skin touched, and she loved the warmth of his skin touching hers. She gently rested her head on the pillow and rested her hand beside her face and closed her eyes. Sleep at last. She felt some slight movement on his side, and felt his arm wrap around her and bring her closer to him so their bodies were even closer to each other. Being in his arms this way felt so right, and comforting. She didn't want to bank on them being together forever, because who knew what could happen to them down the road, but right now she felt wanted and loved.

She felt his face bury into her shoulder, that scruff that she admired so much brushed against her skin, and gave her chills. She smiled at the sound that he made when he took in her scent, and she placed her arm over his, and laced her fingers with his and allowed him to pull her closer to him. Their legs entwined, and her body relaxed, and she breathed deeply.

Her mind drifted and she started to think about her and Holten. They had known each other for a long time, and had become so close and almost knew what each other were thinking. There was still that nagging feeling that he at times would hold stuff back from her. Granted they were both opposite personalities, and they complimented each other, but it nagged at Kate that he would hold stuff from her. Maybe it was because she was a woman, and she had all these hormones. But she sometimes wanted to know what this man was thinking when he was quiet, and would want moments alone to himself.