I rode Dixie through the fields; I never even looked where I was going. I just kept riding. Row to row. Left, right, right again, and another left.

I rode past the vineyard ad kept going towards the lake. As I slowed down, I saw someone already there.

From the distance, I could only see that they were wearing jeans ad a white v neck. They were passing back and forth, kicking at the ground.

Then they stopped and sat on a rock as they stripped down to a pair of boxers. I looked away at first, but then I realized that it was Chad!

I halted to a stop, and I quietly got off Dixie. I lead her to the closest tree, and tied her reins to it.

I saw Chad jump in, but he didn't resurface. I began to panic; He's was trying to drown himself! He doesn't deserve to die just yet!

I immediately ran to the edge, jumped in after him without even thinking to take off my outer clothes. As I hit the water...

I woke up with a start. I looked around me, groggily, finding myself in the bed in the Napa house. I sat up, and I noticed Chad was beside me. I was officially extremely confused.

Chad began to stir in his sleep, and he rolled over, and groaned as he sat up. He rubbed his eyes, and looked at me, smiling at me.

"Good morning Sonny." he said as he kissed me softly on the lips.

'So," he began as he got up to put on a shirt. "What do you want to do today?"

What? I thought. Was I dreaming the whole thing?

I burst into tears; ad he immediately stopped putting his shirt on, dropped it on the floor, and sat back down besides me.

"Sonny, what- what's wrong?" he asked, wiping my west tear from my face gingerly.

"It was a dream!" I said.

"What was?"

"I had the worst dream ever! I was riding Dixie and I saw, and then, you drowned yourself!" I said, trying to tell him as quickly as I could.

"Um, okay?" he said, obviously confused.

"I am extremely happy that it was a dream. It scared me so bad!"

"So, happy tears?" he asked.

"Yes!" I said as I tackled him onto the bed and kissed him.

I pulled away from him, only to reattach myself to his lips. I felt him run his hands down my back, and it melted me. I began to twirl the hair on his neckline, and he tightened his grip around my waist. His fingers went under the hem of my oversized white v neck tee, and I knew we should stop.

I pulled back and stroked his face, smiling sweetly at him, letting him know to stop. His grip around my tiny waist never loosened, and he leaned me back onto the bed and kissed my cheek softly, and he began to tug on the hem of my shirt. I moaned as he aggressively kissed me again, and this time, he skid his hand up my shirt, against my bare back. His body was pressed against mine, and I could feel that he was aroused.

"Chad, should we?.." I asked, my voice shaking from my nervousness.

"Shh.. its okay." he soothed me.

"Trust me Sonny." he told me as he removed his shirt.

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I got up, putting on a pair of his jeans and a blue neck T-shirt.

I walked into the bathroom, and I brushed my teeth and applied some mascara and powder, and went to find Chad.

I walked downstairs to find Chad in the refrigerator, totally blind to the fact that I was right behind him.

"Whatcha doing Chad?"

"Oh! I'm trying to find the chocolate syrup. I wanted to make some chocolate milk, but of all things, I can't find the chocolate syrup! And I thought this house has everything," he began to ramble, but when he turned around and eyed my outfit, his eyebrow rose, and a mischievous smirk spread across his face. "Are those my jeans?"

"What? Psh.. No. Of course not." I said, looping my thumbs in the belt loops.

I looked down at his jeans. They were soft and worn in. The fades and slight rips were not there when they were bought. They were a good three inches too long, pooling at my feet; and the waist was sitting very low on my hips, my soft pink undies poking put, but concealed under my shirt.

Chad approached me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He sat his chin on my shoulder and whispered huskily into my ear,

"I'm pretty sure those are mine."

My breath caught as he suddenly kissed me.

"Do you want them back?" I asked, extremely quietly.

He pulled back and looked over me once again, twirling me to get the full view.

"Nah, they look better on you anyways." he winked and returned to the fridge.

I smirked and walked over to sit at the breakfast bar. I twirled my hair as it hung down to chest, soft waves gentle swaying. I noticed something shiny on my hand, so I pulled it back to look at it.

There it was.