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Chapter Three: Nightmares and thunderstorms
" Owen!!!" Celia yelled, bolting up from bed. She then heard a loud thud. Owen had fallen of the couch. Celia got up and hurried over to help him. She grabbed his upper arm and pulled him up.
" Celia what is it?" Owen asked. He looked her in the eye. She hated when he did that. It made her want to tell him everything. She sighed and sat down on the couch.
" Well, I had a nightmare...and Marlin...you died...and I was pregnant!" Celia stammered, laughing at the last bit. Owen smiled and took her into his arms.
" It's okay, I'm not dead and you're not pregnant... but if you wanted to be we could..." She cut him off with a stern look. He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. She realized he was joking and playfully slapped him on the arm. Pretending to pout, he pulled her down on top of him. She leaned in and they shared a passionate kiss.
" You know Owen, they bed would be more comfortable." Owen smiled and they both moved to the king sized bed in the corner.
( the next morning)
Celia woke up that morning to a down fall of rain. She sighed and turned her attention to her bed mate. He was sleeping deeply, his chestnut brown hair in his face. She grinned sweetly and began to trace his chiseled, rock hard muscles. Her fingers started at his chest then went to his abs. She dare not go any lower so she went to his arms. She needed to thank Takakura for making him work hard on his farm.
Without warning, there was a change of position and she was suddenly on bottom. She gasped as Owen took her lips in his and his hands wandered down her waist.
" Un, un, uh!" She said wagged a finger in his face. He stuck out his lower lip and reluctantly got off of her. Laying back, he put his arms behind his head and looked out side. The animals were still inside the barn and coop. The ducks, however, were in the pond, playing. Suddenly, the phone rang. Celia rolled over and answered.
" Hello, River Side Farm. Oh Ramona, hi. Really!?" Celia said, smiling. " Okay, Owen and I will be over after the storm has passed. Okay, bye!" Celia hung up the phone and crawled back into bed.
" What did she want?" asked Owen. He pushed a stray hair back from his face. Celia placed her head on her fiancé's shoulder.
" Ramona wants us to pick up a stray animal from her villa." said the brunet.
" Great, another mouth to feed." Owen replied falling back onto the bed.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Sense Celia was on the outside she got up. She started for the door but Owen stopped her.
" Hun, don'tcha' think you should put on some clothes?" asked the tanned farmer. He threw her panties and his shirt to the young women. After putting them on she opened the door.
" Mother!?" gasped Celia. Standing in the doorway as a women of about forty. She shared Celia's brown hair peppered with gray. She stood about her daughter's height and wore a green dress.
" Celia!" said the woman hugging her daughter. Suddenly, she noticed the naked man in the bed. Luckily, his waist was covered by the converter. " What do you think you are doing?" Celia was blushing deeply as Owen had disappeared under the covers.
"Um...I...uh...just a minute!" Celia then slammed the door. The both of them then went into a flurry of finding their clothes and putting them on. Owen was straightening the converter when Celia opened the door.
" Mommy!" Celia said hugging her mother. Her mother was red in the face. Owen stood up and presented his hand.
" Owen Farmsworth." Celia's mother just scowled. Owen's brow was covered in beads of sweat. Celia stepped forward and introduced the man.
" Mother this is Owen, my fiancé." Celia took a position beside Owen and his arm snaked around her waist. Just then, a man, also about forty, came through the door. He had obviously been watching from outside based on what he said.
" Honey leave him alone. They are about the age that your mother found us." He winked at Owen and Celia just blushed. The rest of the afternoon was filled with conversation and laughter. Celia's mother had warmed up to Owen as soon as she had gotten to know him.