Chelsea stretched her fingers out to brush the grass. She loved the meadow. She loved the bright blue sky. She loved the crisp green grass.
"Why do you have such an obsession with touching grass?"
Chelsea rolled over onto her side so she was face to face with Vaughn. "Shut up." She pushed his cowboy hat down over his eyes. She loved lying in the meadow with Vaughn.
Vaughn chuckled and set his hat down between them. Now Chelsea could see his whole face, his cloudy violet eyes, and his stupid smirk. Damn she loved his smile. A playful groan escaped her lips as she rolled back onto her back. She looked for shapes in the clouds.
"Look a dragon!"
Vaughn glanced up. "That looks like a cow to me."
"Everything looks like a cow to you."
The cowboy sighed in defeat. They laid in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the world around them. But all good things must come to an end.
"How's Sabrina?"
"Good."
"Real descriptive Vaughn."
"Well, you know, she's been missing her mom a lot lately. And her dad's being a dick about it."
Chelsea picked at some flowers while she spoke, "So nothing new." Vaughn stayed silent. She could feel his eyes on her. Or at least she hoped she did. "What's it like?"
"What?"
"Being in love?" Chelsea bit her lip.
"Oh." Vaughn was on his back now as well. "It's this really great feeling. You wake up every morning so…so happy. Well, happy isn't really strong enough, but you know, happy that you get the chance to talk to her again. And see her."
Chelsea knew the feeling. "That sounds amazing."
Something hung in the air. They both felt it. Something on the tip of their tongues that was simply out of reach.
"Yeah I think I might propose." He said it like he was testing the waters.
"That's awesome!" She had years of practice faking enthusiasm. It almost sounded real.
"Yeah…"