Chapter 10

Matt pushed the door softly. "Kitty?"

"Come in." She was sitting at her vanity brushing her hair. "That was quick Cowboy."

"I guess." He sat and took his boots off. "You want another drink?" He walked over, placing his boots where they went and his hat on its peg.

"Nah. I'm good." She laid her brush down and stood "Come mere."

He walked into welcoming arms. "Mmmmm this feels good Cowboy." She looked up.

He brushed her hair back with his hand. "Sure does." Lightly kissing her lips.

She pulled away walking over to her dresser. "I have something for you."

He followed closely behind. "You do? What is it?" He smiled.

"Well first, I want you to go take a bath. There's fresh water in there waiting for you." She turned, pushing him with the palm of her hand toward the wash room.

"But Kitty we already took a bath this morning." He turned, smiling. "Remember?" He eased his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

"I recall you chasing me around with water, getting the clothes I had on all soaked, and making a mess of my bath room." She pulled his head back to look in his eyes. "Remember that?"

"I kinda remember the clothes... but I'm pretty sure they weren't on you... they were on the floor." He made a low growled a pushed his way back to nibble on her neck.

She laughed, "Matt! Stop! That tickles!" They fell on the bed. He wouldn't let up. "Matt! Please! Hahaha!" She unsuccessfully tried grabbing his hands. "Matt!"

"Alright, Alright." Still hovering over her. Tying to catch her breath.

"I'm going to hurt you when I get up."

"I'd like to see you try." He reached as if he were going to tickle her again.

She jumped, "No! Matt don't!" She huffed, "I'm getting too old for that. I can't catch my breath as easily anymore."

He chuckled and placed a peck on her lips. He pushed up and sat on the edge of the bed. He placed his hand on the back of his neck and grunted. She sat up and kelt behind him wrapping her arms around him. "See? You're getting old too!" She teased, kissing his shoulder.

"Flirting and foreplay gets hard when you start aging." He patted her forearm.

"The flirting doesn't get hard. That's the easy part. You just have to use your eyes and choose your words carefully." She ran her fingers through his hair. "Foreplay?" She pulled herself closer to his back and whispered in his ear, "We've never needed much of that."

He turned so he could see her. She beckon him with her finger, "Forget the bath." His eyes darken with desire.

It was early. Still dark outside. Matt was awake watching Kitty sleep... He was twirling her hair around his fingers.

"Matt?" She asked sounding sleepy.

"Shhhh. Go back to sleep honey."

Shifted so she could look eye to eye with him. "Matt I never gave you the gift."

"Yeah, pretty sure you did." He hinted.

She hit his stomach, "The one I bought silly." She climbed out of bed... It was pretty dark in the room. Matt could sorta see her shadow but he could hear every word she mumbled.

"Ouch!" ... "Damn!" ... "When did that get moved there?" ... "Ouch!"

Matt couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Hitting the bed post... "Ow!" She feel on the bed grabbing her big toe.

"Here.." He placed a kiss on the top of her foot, "Anything else hurting?"

She smiled considering the come on... "Stop that! Focus for one minute."

"As always, you have my full attention Miss Russell..."

"Can you turn the lamp up so we can see?"

Matt reached over to his side of the bed and did as he was told.

"Thank you." She situated herself. "Now... Here open it." She handed him a neatly wrapped present.

He took it from her, "Kitty you know you don't ever have to buy me anything." He gently turned it and opened it.

He peeled the paper back... "It's a book!" He opened to flip throughout the pages... He looked up at Kitty puzzled... "It's empty. Where's the story."

She scooted closer, "It's a journal Matt." Taking it and flipping it in his hands. "It's empty because your suppose to fill it with your story... or our story if you like. You can write about your past, you can create a story, or write how crazy you think Doc is... It doesn't matter. You can fill it with whatever makes you happy."

"You make me happy Kitty." He admitted.

Her eyes beamed. "Here I wrote a little something to get you started" she took the book and opened the back cover.

He looked from her to the page and read it out loud...

"I hope you're the end of my story... I hope you're as far as it goes... I hope you're the last word I ever utter and it's never your time to go."

"I'll keep on turning the pages.. Oh what a story to tell... You'll still be my sweetheart when everything ages... You'll be the last book on the shelf."

My life is better with you. Our story is best. Congratulations on another five.

With love, Kitty

"I love it Kitty" reached for a hug and kiss.

"Really?" She kissed him back.

"I do. I will treasure it and keep it close to my heart." He patted his chest... "Right next to my love for you." She smiled and leaned in for another kiss. He sat back. "What should we write about first..." He pondered.

"What about how you became Marshal?" Kitty suggested.

"That's boring. I want to write about something adventurous. What if someone finds this thing... and thinks 'that's no fun... He was a boring person'... I can't live with that."

Kitty slapped his arm. "No one else is suppose to read it Matt. If they do, who cares, it's your story." She laid back down and curled up in his arms.

"Can write about you in it?" Matt fished as he placed the book on the table next time him.

Still looking up at the ceiling, Kitty answered slowly, "Well, you gotta be careful. You gotta be vague and secretive... Not too much detail." Kitty warned.

He rolled over on top of her, "I like the details in a story." He started kissing her neck, "I like secrets to..."

"Matt?" She pulled his head up to hers. "Are we still talking about the same thing? like you're mind is on other things."

"We were talking me writing about you in great detail... Right?" He grinned. "I need to make sure I don't miss anything."

She squinted her eyes "You got me there. Good save." Shook her finger at him. He playfully bit it. "Ow! That hurt" she stuck a pouted lip out.

"Let me kiss it..." He planted a kiss on the tip of her finger. "Better?"

She nodded.

"Anything else hurting?" He asked hopeful.

"Well now that you mentioned it... I'm aching all over?" She smiled seductively.

She pulled him down for a long deep kiss. A kiss that made all the rights, right... made love real... A kiss that made troubles and heartaches disappear... Only to make life beautiful again.

The end!