Okay, due to the fact that people wanted me to do a sequel, I will. : ) I am super excited for this. I was madly in love with MKHS so…who else is excited. I decided to call it Cherry Blossom Ladies because its spring time! Its festive ya'll. Anyway, are you all ready for this!?

I am not sure if I will do lemons in this or not, but we will see.

For now it's rated T.

: ( Lover

I flopped over on my back. Alice sure was handful. She liked doing things hard and honestly she tuckered me out. She knows how to hit those right spots. It's amazing' really.

I groaned and looked at the standing Alice. She had a smug look.

"Thank ya for that massage. My muscles were tight." Alice smirked. She wiggled her fingers and I knew she was gonna tickle me. I grabbed her wrists, effectively stoppin' her advances.

"Nuh uh little lady. No ticklin'." I stated, just a hair away from her lips. She tried to kiss me, but I pushed back into the couch. She pouted and backed up. She looked genuinely hurt I rejected her. I let go of one of her wrists and put an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me. She looked to the side. I placed a hand on her chin and forced her to look at me.

"I love you." I whispered before pulling her into a tight hug and kissing her gently. She smiled into the kiss and raked her fingers through my long chestnut brown hair. She tugged on it. She knew that drove me wild. I almost took her then and there if it weren't for that fuckin' knockin' on the door.

"Fuck. Emmett if that's you! I swear so help me god…" I stormed to the door and yanked it open to reveal a drop dead gorgeous blonde. I looked at Alice. Even she had her jaw to the floor. She looked at me expectantly.

"Uh…I'm sorry, come in ma'am." She waved me off and smiled. Genuinely smiled. I looked at Alice and back at her before stepping aside. She walked in.

"Please don't call me ma'am. It makes me feel old." She looked around the place.

"Rather cozy here. Actually I am here looking for someone…Oh my god! You're Alice Brandon!" She gasped. Alice's cheeks reddened slightly.

"I didn't realize that I had just…you must be Isabella Swan. Wow, what a pleasure to be in your guys presence. Ms. Brandon, may I get your autograph?" Alice reached over and took the pen from the table and a sheet of notebook paper from the book lying next to it.

"Yes you may. However, it's Swan now. We had a private wedding that nobody really knew about. You must be a fan of my…work?" She began. Then they went on a rampage of fashion words I had no clue what they were and talking in cryptic messages. I was completely forgotten. I went to the stables Alice and Jascob made. It was rather sweet of them. I patted Rider's massive neck. Kent was being an attention whore and neighed for some love. I laughed and rubbed his mane. He was getting so big. He was taller than Alice by a few inches now. I expect him to be as big, if not bigger, than Rider.

"C'mon Kent, lets saddle ya up and git ya'll used to being ridden on." I placed the saddle on. We have done this four times total since our lovely horse was born. He seemed to enjoy it. Now and again he would be buckin' a little or go wild. I was good at breakin' horses though. I was born and raised on this Ranch. I was breakin' horses before I was potty trained. I thought back to a more innocent time when I was a child.

In that moment of loss of concentration, Kent neighed and snorted. He then went onto his rear lets knockin' me clean off and then kickin' me as I went down. I wheezed, unable to call for Alice. Kent was pacin' before he neighed again and Alice came running around the corner of the house with the mysterious blonde. I had landed on my rump, and my gut felt like it was punched by the hulk. I swear if I have internal bleedin'.

"Bella, oh, what happened?" she screeched. I coughed before answering.

"Kent, reared up and then kicked me when I fell. Just get him in the stables. I'll be fine. It's just my gut." Alice nodded before getting up and grabbing the reins. She lead him back in the stables, leaving me and the blonde alone.

"I never did catch your name ms…?" I left it off.

"Rosalie Hale. I am looking for Jasper. He is my twin." Well… I didn't see that coming.

"Well, he's outta town for a few days because a farm a few counties over needed a vet for the pigs. What do ya'll do for a livin'?" I asked, curiosity getting' the best of me.

"I am a journalist. I never had the pleasure to meet your wife until today though." I smiled. My wife. I will never tire of saying or hearing that.

"Journalism...never interested me. I was going to school for medicine, but my father died. I had to take over the Ranch…my home or it was taken by the state." Rosalie nodded.

"I am sorry about your father." I waved it off and got off my ass once I regained my breath.

"Why don't ya'll stay here until Jasper is back, then ya'll can go with him?" I offered.

"Oh I don't want to impose." I snorted.

"Trust me, Jasper and Jacob and Em all impose on mine and Alice's uh, private life. You won't be a bother. I am sure Alice will agree. I can tell she likes you." Her sky blue eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

Maybe the spring will bring new beginnings.