Cowboys and Angels
She watched him pull onto the farm in the back of his brother's pick up with the rest of their friends. She shook her head and smiled as they all jumped out. They were here to help her daddy break in some new horses, and even though his brother could be a real jerk, they were the best boys for the job. She leaned against the pillar on the porch and watched them walk up. "Beth," he nodded as he walked up to her. "How've you been?" he asked.
Beth shrugged her shoulder. "Just got home for the summer." She smiled and led them into the house. "Daddy, Daryl's here." She walked into the kitchen to help her sister. They were making lunch for the boys. She heard her daddy lead them down to the stables where they had the horses. She watched through the window as they led them out to the field, all saddled up.
She couldn't keep her eyes off of Daryl. She knew her daddy liked him well enough to ask for his help, but if anything ever happened between his sweet southern belle of a daughter and that rough cowboy he'd probably have a heart attack. She didn't care though; there was something about his wild nature that drew her to him. She watched him talk to the stallion he was in charge of, stroking it's neck and she swore she fell in love. She smiled, watching him climb up on the horse. He seemed to be doing well, easing it around the field, until the horse freaked out and bucked him off. She saw the blood clear from the house and grabbed the medical kit as Daryl made his way back to the house.
She met him on the porch. "You saw, huh?" he asked, sitting down in one of the wicker chairs.
She smiled a little and knelt in front of him, opening up the kit. "Yeah, I did." She started to clean the deep cut on his arm. "It's deep, but I don't think you need stitches," she told him, looking up into his blue diamond eyes.
He grinned a bit and leaned forward. "What would I do without you?" he asked.
She blushed a little and looked away. "Don't be stupid, you'd be fine." Once she had the cut cleaned she started to wrap a bandage around his arm. She felt his fingers on her chin, lifting her head up as she put supplies away. "Daryl?"
He bent his head and kissed her. "Thank you."