Every time i see you, Beau Hedlund

After the wedding she brought her new husband down to her old family farm. She was dressed in a lavender button down western shirt plus her wrangler jeans and brown cowboy boots. Her forman had Rio all tack up waiting for her "thank you john" she said as she thanked the forman. She lead the stallion to the riding rink to show her husband how to ride in western tack.

They made it to the arena and she lead walked in and pulled the gate closed. Once shed had placed the reins over the studs ebony neck she had swung into the saddle without using anything to help her up then gather up the reins and moved on to warm up the big steed.

My cowboy by jessie came on over the loud speaker, she laughed as that was what she use to show her horse to. "you can sit and watch from the raised booth " she moved Rio into a trot as she smiled as went around and done a few reining tricks.

Example: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDwPtwtjZD0&feature=related

Arena: http://www.rubberall.ca/Quickstart/ImageLi...rse_Arena_1.jpg

This post has been edited by Nicole Bowen on Jul 10 2012, 10:01 PM

Beau followed her close behind. He looked over everything; it was a charming place. That was for sure. Well, horses lived there, so it couldn’t be that great, but for being a horse’s place of residence, it really wasn’t that bad. He smiled at the ‘John’ fellow and continued to follow Nicole. He was quickly realizing he wasn’t meeting family, but instead meeting something far, far worse: horses. He ran his hand down his face.

He just didn’t understand the fascination with horses and riding. He thought horses were just a creepier and skinnier version of cows, if anything. His mother never even understood his ridiculous aversion to horses because Beau liked every other farm animal. When he was a little boy, she had to force him out of the barn and threaten to take things away from him if he didn’t get out of the damned pig pen, yet he always hated horses. When she suggested he sit in the raised booth, he smiled, nodded, and strolled on up there. He sat and watched her. She was good at it, there was no doubt in his mind that she was. He could also tell that she really loved it, too, so he sucked it up a little bit and tried to appreciate just this one horse just this one time for his wife.

Once she was done at the end she asked Rio to do a big sliding stop as she sat back laughed as the stallion just stopped in a cloud of dust. She then asked Rio to back up with just her body and legs then she drop the reins to his neck and lean down and hugged the horse as he tossed his head because he knew that he had done good as he toyed with the bit. Nicole sat back up and looked at Beau who looked petrified of Rio.

Once was her happy face turn to worry as she picked up the reins and went to end of the arena and let her self out, she dismounted from the stallion and stood there holding the reins as she saw John coming back up to her. She shook her head "its alright John I have it now..." she spoke to the man as he stopped and nod his head and tip his hat at her "as you wish Miss" the older man said as he made his way down the fields.

Nicole didnt know if Beau was fallowing her or not but she made her way back in and let Rio stand in the cross ties with his reins laying on the ground, she went about taking off the tack and his bridle and took the tack into the tack room and placed it in the place that said Rio that was beside Rowdy's tack slot. Nicole got a grooming kit and went to work on the stud while he stood there with his neck relaxed and his eyes closed and his hind leg prop up and looked as if he was asleep.

Beau had watched her and followed close enough behind her, but not too close. He stood behind her, leaning on a wall. He watched her as she groomed her horse. There was nothing he had to say, so he didn’t. Real silence was uncommon for him because usually it made him uncomfortable, but he was already slightly uncomfortable so there was nothing silence could do to make that worse. They were married; it still hadn’t quite sunk in on his part. He didn’t even know her favorite color, or how many freckles were on her body, or whether she snored or not when she slept, or any of the other things that become endearing in a relationship. All those little quirks, that’s what makes someone beautiful.

The horse seemed a little more trusting than most others. At least, while it was sleeping, it was. He coughed a little, breaking the silence he had imposed. He wanted to say something. If he could think of anything at all to say, he would say something. Nothing came to mind, and he had no idea how to ask her about anything. Pathetically bringing himself to speak, “Nicole,” he started a little nervously, “Are you scared, I mean, about us being married?”

Nicole just got done grooming Rio, was she scared? Honestly she wasn't but they don't know all that much about one another. "no Beau im not scared... i just don't know what to do... All i know is horses." she lean over Rio back as she ran her hands over the stallion back . "are you?" she ask softly as she watched him to see what he would say.

She stood and walked to Beau and huged him as she stood there holding him and smelled his cologne and listen to his heart beat soundly in his chest "when would you like to start on our family" she laughed trying to ease his mind by trying to lighten the mood some.

Rio stood there holding his black head low with his lip wiggle as if he was dreaming. Nicole laughed at the stallion then looked up into her husband eyes. would they ever fall in love?

How could she not be scared? He could hardly remember what it was like to not be scared anymore. It was like he had jumped onto a moving vehicle and hadn’t crawled to the safety of the passenger seat yet. Somehow, she had avoided this. She had effortlessly slipped to safety. Neither of them knew what to do. Beau couldn’t even figure out how to get over his fear of horses, let alone get over his commitment phobia. “Honestly,” he shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground instead of into those eyes of hers that use to make him feel calm, but now he was unsure if honesty is what anybody wanted to hear nowadays and he was scared to see how she would react. “I’m terrified out of my mind.”

As she walked over and wrapped her arms around him, he pulled his hands from his pockets to wrap his arms around her in return. He rested his head on the top of hers and squeezed her tightly. He felt terrible, and he could hardly keep that terrible feeling from spreading from his heart to the small frown on his face. Constantly, he was wondering if they had made a mistake, yet here he was, not letting go yet. ‘When would you like to start our family?’ he chuckled a little at the sudden change in mood. Of course, he would love children, but aside from being skeptical of his ability to be her husband, he was incredibly skeptical of his ability to be a father to their children. “I think we should focus on falling in love first,” he told her with a small smile, hoping he might love her someday with all he had. It wasn’t her fault he was like this, and he hoped that she knew that. Falling in love was something Beau Hedlund had never experienced before.

Nicole had let go to walk back to Rio, "yes I understand I was just trying to change the subject to something that I thought would be more... Easy to speak about" she sighed and had her back facing him now as she went about placing the halter back on the stallion. She led the horse around Beau trying to not scare him any more, she was bad at walking away when a confrontation arose but it was all she knew.

She let Rio in his stall that was right beside Rowdy stall, she let one stall door close before she made her way to Rowdy stall and lean on the brown geldings neck and tried and willed her heart not to fall apart and not to cry. she never liked snowing her emotions to any one but her two horses. She had thought about kids many of times but would that day ever come? It was almost comforting to know that her new husband was scared just the same way that she was feeling right at the moment.

When she felt that she could control her self she stood up and moved away from her horses and motion her husband to fallow her back to the truck, she had climbed back in the driver seat and wait for Beau to get into the truck.

Watching her walk away and around him, he shoved his hands deeper into his pockets than before. He didn’t know how it had gotten like this, and he hated himself for obviously hurting her. Not even a day in and he had already royally screwed up his first marriage. At this moment, he could only assume that she would leave him, and he would be destined to marry some other poor girl that would give him the ability to love on a silver platter only for him to turn it down. He ran one of his hands down his face as he mentally prepared himself for nothing good.

He sat himself down on clear piece of ground and refused to look back at Nicole. She had made it clear to him that she didn’t want to be around him by walking away, so why would she want him watching her? She wouldn’t, he assumed. He looked off into the distance thinking about everything. He remembered the kiss at the chapel and everything he had promised her with that kiss. This didn’t feel like he was keeping any of those promises, and although he wasn’t ready, he intended to keep his word to her. Right now he did, at least. He rationalized everything to himself; she hadn’t been ready for him, and he hadn’t been ready for her. Everything was that simple, maybe love was just a formula that required the right time and place. Sitting on the stable floor, he dedicated himself to trying to find that time and place for them. He owed her to try.

Glancing up, he saw her motion for him. Rising from the ground, he followed her to the truck and jumped in. After buckling, he sighed a little and looked over at her. “I’m sorry.” he said. He didn’t need to say that he meant it because the look in his eyes said it for him.

She looked over at him "its ok ..." she reached for his hand and smiled softly back at him. she made there way back to a hotel she had rented for them. she pulled the keys out and look down at there joined hands "it's my fault... i am just hard to get use to... i know we don't love each other but i can notdismiss the attraction between us" she looked up at him then let go to open the truck doors.

"i have our room here... it has two beds... I just thought you would like to rest after a long day." she jump out and gote her suit case as she made her way to a side entrance and wait for him to catch up. Once inside she walk down the corridors and stop at the room number 117 and used the key card to get into the room
. she placed her suit case against a wall and leans into it and wonder what they should do now.

Beau spent the drive looking out the passenger window, watching houses and other cars go by and wondering if anyone out there was feeling the way he felt right now. He was confused, and he resorted to acting like his father. He just sat quietly while holding her hand in his. Daddy Hedlund, or Pastor Hedlund, was always great at marriage. Beau always wanted what his parents had, but at the same time, he was damn near terrified of it. There were always the bad days, and he didn’t know if he could actually handle the bad days. When there started being bad days, he’d just break up with the girl and be on his merry way. Now though, he didn’t have that option and it was already feeling like a bad day.

She stopped the car and he listened to her speak. 'I know we don't love each other but I can not dismiss the attraction between us.' He smiled a small smile and nodded in agreement, but inside, he was thinking about the redheaded massage therapist with an adorable smile that was cute when she blushed. It was time to forget that though. He was going to be just like his father, he was determined to be. Not knowing what to say, he didn’t say anything in reply. Instead, he just smiled and followed her out of the truck then towards the hotel. He was going to take her suitcase and carry it for her, but she was a bit ahead of him. She seemed independent, and he wasn’t quite use to that yet. He’d only ever been with girls who were more than happy to let him carry things and move their furniture. He stepped into the room and threw his suitcase onto a bed, “It’s nice,” he said, “Thank you.”

Once inside she laid the suit case down and pulled out a purple bathing suite and made her way to the bathroom and put it on. she came out with the two pice on and blushed as she met his eyes "i am going swimming... you can come or stay its up to you." she walk out the door with one of the two room keys.

she laid a towl down and her room key down on a chair then dived into the indoor pool that had a glass roof top. the moon shone bright and the pool lights light up the water. she did not know what to do now. she even tried to make up with him but that wasn't good enough to please him. she shrugs and goes on swimming. she got bored and made her way under the warm water only to come up for air every now and then.

Beau nodded as she changed into her swimsuit and left. He hadn’t thought to bring a swimsuit, so he just figured he’d sit in the room and watch television until his brain was numb and fell asleep. Soon after she left, he started to get lonely and antsy. He paced around the room a little bit then looked at himself in the mirror. He raised one eyebrow mischievously. Swim trunks, he thought look a lot like boxers. After successfully pulling his pants and shirt off then staring at himself in the mirror for a good ten minutes, he had finally talked himself into really doing it. With a towel wrapped around his waist to hide the fact he was walking around in his boxers, he made his way to the pool with the other room key.

He opened the door to the pool, and walked over to the edge. “I changed my mind,” he smiled and pulled off the towel revealing his boxers before he jumped into the pool. He hoped she’d laugh or smile. He was hoping for anything but her being annoyed and thinking he was immature. Well, he was immature at times, but he didn’t want her to think so. His head popped out of the water and he waded there. “I have a surprise for you in our room…for when you get back.” He told her.

In between the pacing and staring at himself in the mirror, he had strewn flower petals over the bed, put candles everywhere that were just waiting for her arrival to be lit, and he bought her a box of chocolates. The lady at the front desk had been more than willing to help him out with getting him all these things and send them up to the room. If he was going to be a husband, he was going to try to be a damn good one. He didn’t want to spend the rest of his life waiting to fall in love; he wanted to be in love before then. He wanted those four kids and the perfect life. Sometimes, his cold feet messed that up for him, but he couldn’t handle letting himself ruin this.

She smiled at him and loved the look of him in just his boxers as he made his way in and then swam to her " I think I might enjoy this to much" she let her eyes say how much she enjoyed his body but her lips done the rest by kissing him and putting all her emoitions into it with the wanting and tired of being alone for to long.

She rubed up against him and let her hands roam his body like she was a drunken fool high on life, "I may just have something in mind if I enjoy your surprise... you will enjoy mine as well if I have anything to say about it" she said as she pulled away and dove under the water and swam away and pulled out of the pool and used her arms to lift her up and turn on her phone to a song that was called fall into me. it was a sweet song as she let the music bounce off the walls and fill the room as she dove back into the water.

She breached the water right back in front of him and wrapt her arms around his shoulders and smilled into her kiss as she laughed at how good he felt next to her. she looked up into his eyes and smiled as she pulled back once more "will I like the suprise you planed?" She let the qeustion hang in the air as she waited for his reply.


OOC: I am so glad this is picking up lol my muse his a brick wall for a while but now I got it back ok this was my song for my muse lol

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcpYKBTALKY

and the song that was playing on her phone

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rht4jwChoZ8

Her kiss surprised him. Leaning into her body, he kissed her back with all he had. It felt good to have hands racing all over him; he had truly missed that feeling. He wanted to feel wanted, above all else. Nothing really mattered that much in that moment. She swam away from him to play a song, and he watched her as she swam away with a dumbstruck smile on his face. It was blissful, and he didn’t care if they weren’t always going to be like this because even if they had to work for it, that would be okay.

Their lips met again, and he smiled into the kiss. Her lips had been brought to meet hiss once again, and he didn’t want there to be anymore pulling away from each other. His arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her just a little bit closer. He was getting wrapped up in the feeling, but then she pulled away again to ask if she would like his surprise. He chuckled a little and grinned, “I really hope you will,” He squeezed her in his arms, “And I think you will.” It truly was a nice surprise, and he knew that throughout their marriage he was going to be doing a lot of this: thinking of good ways to apologize for being an asshole, but he knew even if he wasn’t perfect, she’d still forgive him because she already had so many times. All he ever really needed was somebody to see him for exactly the person he was, fucked up decision making skills and all, then like him anyways. Someday, he would figure himself out, and he would air out his closet of skeletons. When that day came, he would be a damn good husband, but for now, the apologies were going to have to count for something.

She moan into his lips as she smiled with her eyes still closed, this felt good even if it was only just lust but for now that would have to bed good enough for her, maybe one day it would be more. When he grabbed onto her hips she lean into his body and loved the way his warmth septa into her body that stured up some kind of feelings that was just on the verge of being more than lust.

Once they had been there for awhile she pulled back and smiled up at him and breathed in a content sigh, "that was good" she lean into him some more as she was enjoying the feeling of a males body being beside her. She walked back while still in his arms and holding onto his neck and made her way out of the pool so they could see the surprise that he has planed for tonight.

She lean down and got a towel and rubbed it down his body near his boxers when ever he got out of the pool. she grabbed her cell and room key ready to go up when ever he was ready. "how about we go check out that room now?" she asked as she looked up at him.