Mine
Chapter Eleven "Mistakes"
AN: Just a heads up. You might hate me after this chapter. Don't kill me.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my made up characters!
Sunday, February 10th Molly POV
"Mol, I'm really sorry. I know you wanted to see me and I definitely wanted to see you. It's just this is a big rodeo. I can't afford to miss it. I didn't even know I'd qualified until yesterday. But we'll plan something soon okay?" I hit delete on Kit's message, feeling more than a little irritated.
"Your brother just cancelled on me. Again." I said to Nate as I plopped down on the couch at Mac's.
"Another big rodeo?" Nate questioned and I nodded, sighing. He squeezed my knee. "I'm sorry, Molly. I don't want to sound uncaring or anything but…this is probably something you should get used to. Kit did this to us all the time."
"He knows I can't come see him. Mac is my priority and my responsibility. I just can't believe he's doing it again. And right before our first Valentine's day!" I felt a little silly for being so upset over it. "I feel silly but it's my first Valentine's day where I've been with someone."
Nate smiled sympathetically. "You're not silly. Hey, if you want, I'll come over on Valentine's day after work and we can watch stupid chick flicks while eating takeout from Clara's."
I smiled at my new best friend. "That sounds great. But don't you have plans with, what's her name, Tiana?"
Nate shrugged his shoulders. "We're not really a thing, Molly. Just having fun. We're not planning on doing anything."
Just having fun was code for "hooking up" in Nate's words. I didn't understand how people did this. Maybe it's because I was a commitment kind of person. Maybe it's because I was saving myself for marriage, for someone special.
"Oh. Well then maybe. I think Katie and Glen are going out to dinner that night so she's out. As long as I'm not interrupting any plans you had."
Feeling better about Kit's cancellation after making plans with Nate, it was easier to go to bed that night. Mac was settled in for the night, watching a documentary on Native Americans. The darkness surrounded me and the exhaustion hit me. I was teaching my lessons, working Bailey towards his first real show this spring, and working with Honor on the ground. It was a start with Honor.
Then I was taking care of Mac—which wasn't that bad but now he was starting physical therapy to try to help with his legs, hoping he'd regain feeling but no such luck so far. He could be quite cranky with his physical therapist some days but she assured me this was normal and understood.
Joe and I…well we were still friends. I was being careful with him and he was being careful in his actions. Kit wasn't exactly happy about it but he wasn't going to force me to stop being friends with him. He trusted me, was all he said.
Before I could start thinking of all I had to do this week, I drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
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February 14th, Tuesday
"Are you sure you want to go with Quinn today? Because you can totally come with me to the barn. I love having you there." I told Mac for about the fifth time. Quinn and Mac were going to the mall today to help Quinn pick out a gift for his new girlfriend.
"Yes Molly. I love going to the barn with you too but if I leave this one alone to pick out his gift, he won't have a girlfriend anymore." Mac and I laughed at Quinn's expression.
"Okay, okay, let's hit the road, Grandfather." Waving goodbye at them both, I got into Mac's truck. It occurred to me that I should at some point, buy my own vehicle. Whenever Mac got feeling back into his legs—and I was determined to believe he would—he'd need his truck back.
Before I knew it, I was at Katie's. "Good morning." I called to her as I grabbed some feed buckets and started on feeding.
"Are you sure you're okay with handling feeding tonight?" Katie asked as we finished up the morning feeding.
"Yessssss." I rolled my eyes. "Kit's not coming to see me. I only have plans with Nate to watch movies and eat Clara's and that's later on. Feeding is not a problem. Glen is taking you out to a fancy restaurant and wining and dining you. Katie, enjoy yourself." I pleaded with her.
She smiled shyly. "I think I really will. Glen is so sweet."
"He is a good guy. And a vet too. How convenient for you." I winked as I brushed Bailey. I was going to work him today before we got too busy. Sylvia would be coming at eleven and Joe was coming at two, then the girls at three-thirty, and my elementary group at four-thirty.
"Right?" Katie laughed as she helped me. "It's just nice to find a guy as passionate about animals as I am, who understands how much this farm means to me and how I have to devote myself to it. He doesn't complain or whine when I can't go out or be jealous about how much time I spend in the stables."
I frowned, wrinkling my nose. "Do guys actually do that?"
Katie laughed again. "Yes. Molly, you are lucky. Even if Kit was here, he wouldn't be complaining about all your time at the stables. Since he's not, he really can't complain."
I nodded. "I am lucky…but you also have a date tonight with your hottie and mine is MIA."
Katie smiled sympathetically. "I know. That really does suck. I don't know how you do it honestly and so early in the relationship. The first year is where you learn about each other and figure out if you're going to work or not."
I shrugged. "Maybe it's because I grew up in that lifestyle. I understand the traveling, the rodeos, everything. Sure, I miss him, but it's what he loves. This," I said gesturing to the farm, "is what I love."
"I'm so glad you do. I love having you around." Katie squeezed my arm. "Let's get this guy tacked up and out in the ring, hm?"
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Kit POV
"We gotta go out and celebrate tonight, no matter what, man." Justin said as we walked to the rodeo grounds. "Valentine's Day, single girls out hitting the town, looking for company on this day. Perfect night."
I smiled at his words. "I can hang with you, but no girls for me. I'm with Molly, remember?"
Justin rolled his eyes. "You can have a little fun. Dancing, drinking, flirting. What she doesn't know can't hurt her. Plus, let's not forget that Luke Bryan concert."
I felt uncomfortable at what Justin implied. Dance and flirt with other women? Act as if I was single? That wouldn't be right. "That wouldn't be very faithful of me and plus the concert was something I was okay with. Yes, I remember the video." I said, cutting off Justin before he could speak. "But I trust Molly. She's faithful to me."
"Yeah, I guess you don't have to worry since you have your brothers watching her."
I scowled at Justin. "They're not watching her. They genuinely like hanging out with her. She's living with my Grandpa Mac. She's not seeing some dude on the side."
Justin put his hands up in surrender. "Okay, I'll drop it. Sorry man."
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Molly POV
"What is this?" I asked in surprise as Joe handed me a bouquet of pink and white roses and a little box of conversation hearts. I met his eyes. "I think this might be crossing the line, Joe."
Joe grinned. "No, no, read the card. It specifically says to my friend and teacher Molly. Just wishing you a Happy Valentine's Day. A girl can never get too much candy and flowers. I mean I'm sure Kit sent you something a lot prettier than I set up."
I opened my mouth to answer but then shut it when I realized that Kit hadn't sent anything. In fact, he had only sent me a text this morning about the rodeo. Not even a Valentine's day text. Better not to say anything to Joe. I just smiled and thanked him. I found a bucket and filled it with water to keep the roses hydrated.
"So big plans tonight? Fancy dinner, movies?" Joe asked as we walked towards the barn. I shrugged.
"I'm hanging out with Nate, Kit's brother, tonight."
I almost fell when Joe grabbed my arm. "Hold on—Kit's not taking you out or anything?"
I gently pulled my arm out from Joe's hand and tried to keep the disappointment out of my voice. "No, he had a big rodeo that he recently qualified for. We had to cancel any plans we had."
Joe scoffed and shook his head. "He ditched you on your first Valentine's Day for a rodeo?"
I stiffened at Joe's tone. "It's important to him. It's a big rodeo, working towards the finals."
Joe rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry Molly, but that's crap. Nothing should be more important than you. If I were him, important rodeo or not, I'd be here, taking you out, treating you like you deserve to be treated. Not pawning you off on my brother."
"He's not pawning me off!" I shouted at Joe, angry. "Maybe you don't understand how important it is, but I do. This isn't just a hobby, it's his life. Maybe it's not a normal career but it's a career for people like Kit."
"Okay, I'm sorry. Pawning was the wrong word. I just hate to see you upset—which don't deny you're upset—because he bailed on you. That's not what you deserve."
Joe's words echoed in my head all day as I taught my lessons and during the evening feed. Should I expect more of Kit?
I scoffed at the thought. It was Valentine's Day for Pete's sake. Not our anniversary, or my birthday, or anything important, just another holiday. People like Joe didn't understand the rodeo life. I understood it though.
I frowned when Joe's jeep pulled into the stables just as I was walking to Mac's truck. "What are you doing here?" I asked stiffly. My eyes showed minimal friendliness as he was still a student, even if he was a nosy and line-crossing student.
"Look, I'm sorry about earlier. Shouldn't have said those things. But I really think you need to spend time with someone tonight—besides Kit's family."
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Joe, I really don't think you can say who I should hang out with."
Joe shook his head. "I'm not trying that. Look, you need a friend. A friend you can complain to—someone who isn't associated with Kit. Don't you ever feel weird trying to complain to his brother, his grandfather, or your boss who is his friend?"
"I don't complain to them." I frowned. Which, I didn't. They were Kit's friends and family even though they were still my friends.
"Exactly. You can complain to me. You can confide in me. I don't really know Kit. I won't get offended or hurt at what you say. You are free to say whatever you want to me about him. Doesn't that sound nice?" Joe asked, searching my face.
It did sound nice. To just not worry about what I said, not worry about having to offend someone. But it was Joe. Who I was supposed to be careful with. Who I didn't want to cross any lines with.
"Listen, anything you say to me, it'll stay between us. I'll never tell Kit and I'll never use it against you or him. I swear."
I sighed. "It's very nice of you to offer, Joe, but not tonight. I just…I want to be alone. I gotta take care of Mac and I'm tired from my long day. I just want to settle and chill out."
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"Mac, you really didn't have to do this." I said as I opened the little box Mac gave me once we got home. I gasped when I opened the box and there was a square ring in the box with my birthstone, opal, in it. I looked at Mac. "Mac, this is beautiful!"
Mac smiled and patted my leg. "Happy Valentine's Day, Molly. I know you're a little down cause of Kit not coming. I saw this in the mall and thought of you. I thought it'd look beautiful on you. Go ahead, try it on. I guessed on your ring size."
I slid it onto my right ring finger. The ring fit perfectly. "Oh Mac, I love it, thank you." I hugged him gently. "This made my day." I glanced at his face as I sat back. "But I didn't get you anything."
Mac smiled at me again. "No need to Molly, you being here, doing what you're doing for me, that's a gift in itself."
I smiled sadly. "I'm the reason you're in the situation you're in."
Mac shook his head adamantly. "No, you're not. No one is to blame when an accident happens." Mac kissed my hand with the ring on it. "Now if you don't mind, after that delicious dinner you made and giving you this, this old man is ready for bed. Quinn is one tiring person to shop with."
I helped him into bed and kissed his cheek before going. Nate had cancelled last minute—turns out that his work needed him to work a double. He offered to come up to Mac's after work but I told him we'd do a raincheck.
I settled down on the couch with the TV on for background noise as I scrolled through Facebook on my phone absently. I should be hearing from Kit soon as the rodeo had to have ended a while ago but I figured he was coming down from the rodeo and talking with friends. He'd call me when he got the chance.
My heart stopped as my eyes locked on a picture of Kit—with another woman. She was beautiful, long blonde hair and a rocking body. She wore a low-cut blouse and her lips were on Kit's cheek. He was smiling widely and his arm was tight around her waist.
Feeling sick, I exited out of Facebook. Not even thinking, I dialed the one person's number that I definitely should not have.
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Kit POV
I rolled my eyes at the sight of all the women hanging all over Justin and a few other guys. Justin had come in first place at the rodeo with me a close second. He was definitely soaking up all the extra attention his win got him. I took another drink of my third whiskey of the night.
I saw a brunette and thought of Molly. What was she doing? I had only heard from her once since I cancelled on her. It was a generic good luck message so I had no clue how she was feeling. She hadn't answered my earlier text and so that gave me a little hint that maybe she was upset, which upset me. Yes, it was Valentine's day but she said she understood me being away for the rodeo, she understood my love and dedication to it. Nate had told me earlier they had plans to have Clara's takeout and watch movies at Grandpa Mac's, assuring me he'd keep Molly company.
"Hey there, cowboy." A woman around my age, a pretty blonde, smiled at me as she sat down next to me. "You did good at the rodeo tonight."
I smiled politely. "Not as good as him." I gestured towards Justin. She glanced at him quickly before grinning at me.
"Can't win 'em all, can you?" She shrugged. "I'm Amber."
"Kit." I shook her hand. I tried not to notice her cleavage hanging out of her low cut shirt.
"So what is a handsome cowboy like you doing all alone tonight? Shouldn't you be charming some girl?" Her grin was infectious and I grinned back.
"Well I'm all alone, far away from home this Valentine's Day. No charming here." I nodded towards her. "What about you? Shouldn't you be somewhere with flowers and candy?"
She rolled her eyes. "No flowers or candy here. I'm not big on either. To me, Valentine's Day is just another day."
I raised my glass. "I can agree with that. Too many people make sure a big deal out of it."
She scooted closer, I noticed, and put her hand on my arm. "What do you say we dance? This is such a good song!"
In my buzzed state, I didn't think to say no, I just grabbed her arm and pulled her out on the dance floor. She threw her arms around my shoulders and I put mine on her waist. How good it felt to put my hands on a woman again.
Though it was a slow dance, she moved a lot more than one usually did for a slow dance. When it was over, we headed back to the bar and we both ordered some more drinks. "Let's do shots!" She said excitedly. "The first round is on me."
Two rounds later, you could say that the liquor was going to my head. "Amber, you should totally get a picture with him! No one will believe you met him unless you do." Shanna, a friend of Amber's who was hanging all over Justin, slurred out. Amber giggled and came up beside me. Indulging her, I put my arm around her waist and she reached up to kiss my cheek as Shanna took a picture. Grabbing my phone out of my hands, Amber found my Facebook app.
"I'm adding you to my Facebook so I can tag you." She told me, bumping against me. I steadied her with my hands and something nagged at me, something that my half-drunk mind couldn't figure out.
"We look great!" I shouted to her over the music. She grinned.
"You should make it your profile picture!" She yelled back and Justin winked at me as she handed me my phone back.
"Next round is on the winner." I said, pointing at Justin, who good-naturedly bought us a round of drinks. I realized as I downed the whiskey that I probably should stop. Everything was getting unclear and that was usually a sign that I should stop. But damn, I was just having so much fun.
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Molly POV
"It's just there—in the middle of the feed." I showed Joe and my bottom lip trembled. "I haven't heard from him and the rodeo ended hours ago. Then some random girl tags him in this picture? On Valentine's Day of all days."
Joe put his arm around my shoulder. "Molly, it's okay. She's probably just a fan, it's just a picture."
"But she's kissing his cheek." I spoke softly. "Isn't that crossing a line?"
Joe sighed. "A kiss on the cheek could be friendly." Joe handed me a glass and I sniffed it. My nose wrinkled at the smell of alcohol. Joe pushed the glass towards me. "It's just a little wine, Molly. Try it. You might like it."
"I'm underage." I stated matter-of-factly. Joe rolled his eyes.
"I know, but barely. But it's not going to kill you or get you arrested to try some wine. Plus, we're on a reservation. Same rules don't apply here."
Hesitantly, I took a sip. Surprisingly, it was sweet. "It's sweet." I said in shock.
Joe smiled. "It's a good wine. I thought you'd like it." Joe leaned back in the rocking chair, where we sat on the porch. A little fire crackled in the small fire-pit that Mac owned. It helped with the cold February air.
I glanced at my phone that sat on the table. "So do you think I'm overreacting to the picture?"
Joe hesitated. "I wouldn't say overreacting, I'd definitely be cautious about it. I know it's hard to tell since this is your first relationship." Joe looked out over the railings. "It's harder on you since he's far away all the time, isn't it?"
I took another sip of the wine before answering. "Sometimes. I mean I have so much to keep me busy most of the time and usually we're talking so much it's just as if he's at his family's ranch."
"Do you trust him?" I met Joe's eyes.
"Of course, I do." I answered confidently. Joe took a drink of his own wine before speaking.
"The phone call and the tears tell me otherwise."
I leaned back in surprise and felt the world tilt a little. "What do you mean?"
"Molly, if you truly trusted him, you wouldn't have called me, panicking and you wouldn't be near tears over the picture."
I bristled at his implication that I didn't trust Kit. "I trust Kit!" I insisted, my voice raising slightly. "It's just—"
"It's just the fact that he's away all the time?" Joe asked softly. All of a sudden, as I stared at Joe, words started pouring out of my mouth about how my Dad said Kit was the "man-whore" of the circuit and that I knew from talk and from Kit that he had been with plenty of other women and that I was worried that saving myself for marriage had an effect on Kit and I's relationship even if he said it didn't.
"I mean how can a man like him just go from being with women to being with someone who is saving their self?" I worried and leaned the wine glass back as I took another drink. "I mean what about his needs?"
Joe looked a little shocked at my outburst of words then he sat his glass down and took mine, setting it beside his. Suddenly I was in his arms and he was comforting me. "Oh, Molly, don't even think about that. If Kit really cares about you, he's fine with waiting. If he's not, then he doesn't and never did, give a damn about you."
He pulled at my chin to make me look at him. "Is this why you're so worried about that picture? Because you're worried that some other girl is going to throw herself at him and he's going to accept because you two aren't sleeping together?"
My mouth felt dry and I couldn't answer. Was that my worry? If it was, did that mean I didn't trust Kit fully? Or was it my father's words coming back at me? The things he had taught me about men, saying all they wanted was to get in your pants?
"I—I don't know." I whispered finally. I felt suddenly too warm and dizzy. "I think I worry that one day he'll want more than I can give him…that he'll want more than me."
Joe leaned his cheek against mine and I took a shaky breath. "Am I a bad girlfriend for saying that? Does this mean we're doomed?"
"Of course not, Molly. But…maybe this is something you should discuss with Kit. This is something he needs to know about, about how you're feeling." Joe said gently and handed me my phone. "Call him. Talk to him."
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Kit POV
I swayed unsteadily as I tried to unlock the door of the hotel room. Amber giggled and grabbed the card from me. "Need some help there, cowboy?" She opened the door and I stumbled through it. She followed and closed the door. "I think we're a little drunk." She giggled again.
I grinned at her as I leaned against the table in the room. "Just a little." I slurred slightly. "The shots may have done me in."
Suddenly, she was pressed up against me and her warm soft body felt nice. "I want you to kiss me." She whispered and she smelled amazing. Meeting her eyes, I pressed my lips to hers. She gasped as I grabbed her hips and she flung her arms around me. Our lips moved in sync and I grabbed at her with my hands. Thoughts of what was underneath her clothes ran through my mind and I felt my body respond to her as I slid my hand under her shirt.
Something vibrated persistently, distracting me. "Hold that thought." I smiled at her as I realized it was my phone. I read the caller ID. Molly.
Seeing her name on the phone was like being hit with a bucket of cold water. "Shit." I looked up at the pretty blonde pressed up against and backed up quickly as thoughts of Molly ran through my head. What was I doing? "Oh shit!"
Amber frowned. "What's wrong?"
"It's my girlfriend." I confessed, feeling lower than ever and expecting a slap across the face, outrage.
"Well ignore it." She said as if the answer was obvious and what we were doing wasn't wrong. My mouth dropped open in shock.
"I've gotta get out of here." I ran out the door, stumbling through the door. The cold air seemed to sober me up some. I looked down at my phone and realized it had stopped ringing. There was a voicemail. I dialed the number for my voicemail as Amber sullenly left the room, barely paying attention to me as she walked past me.
"Hey Kit," Molly's voice came through the phone and I felt like breaking down. "it's just me. I wanted to see how the rodeo went and I was hoping that we could…talk. I realize you're probably out celebrating the outcome of the rodeo but if you get this message before it's too late, give me a call. I miss you. Talk to you soon."
The phone clattered to the ground and I put my head in my hands. What had I done? What the hell had I just done? I had kissed another woman. Touched her. A woman that was not Molly. The liquor and the nachos I had earlier threatened to make a reappearance. Oh God. Oh God. I had just cheated on Molly.
At that thought, the nachos and liquor made its way back up and onto the concrete of the hotel walk. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and I leaned back against the wall. My phone beeped on the ground, reminding me I had missed notifications. Shakily I reached down and grabbed it.
I dialed the number I dreaded calling and nearly cried when she answered. "Hey, I'm sorry, I hope I didn't interrupt your night out." Molly's voice was like another bucket of cold water. I imagined her beautiful face with her smile and I thought of how she was probably laying in her bed at my grandfather's house. I almost lost it then.
"You—you're not interrupting anything, beautiful. Nothing is important as you." I took a deep breath to try to settle myself down. Breaking down on the phone with Molly would alert her to the fact that something was wrong. "I just missed your call and wanted to give you a call back. You wanted to talk?"
"Yeah…yeah I did. It's about us." Nerves made my stomach clench tightly.
"What about us?" I shook my head to try to clear it. "You know what, can it wait? I'm coming to see you, right now. I'll be on the first plane out."
I heard her take a quick breath. "Yeah, that would be great. But are you sure?" She sounded surprised.
"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm coming home to see you, baby." I hung up the phone and quickly dialed a cab company.
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Molly POV
"Feel better at all?" Joe asked as I sat my phone down. I nodded with a tiny smile.
"He's coming to see me. Said he'd be on the first flight out. We'll get to talk in person." I smiled even bigger at the thought of Kit coming home.
Joe squeezed my hand but there was something in his expression. "That's good, Molly." Joe stood up. "I better be heading out. I've got work in the morning and so do you." I stood up to walk him to his Jeep and when we got to the door, he turned around and gently kissed my forehead. "I'll text you when I get home. Goodnight, Molly."
I noticed Joe had left the bottle of wine but he was already on the road when I realized it. I put out the fire and took the bottle inside. Warmth gathered around me as I walked in the house. I put the bottle of wine in the fridge and washed the glasses. I checked on Mac, who was sleeping before heading to my bed.
Kit was coming here. I couldn't wait even if we would be having a difficult conversation.
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Molly POV, Wednesday February 15th
"He just called me back and said he was going to be on the first plane out to see me. He sounded kind of weird but…" I trailed off and shrugged. "I'm just happy we're going to get to talk in person."
Katie was frowning at me. "Did you ask about the picture of him and the woman?"
I shook my head. "I didn't even get to that. He just asked if what I wanted to talk about could wait because he was flying here." My phone vibrated and I smiled at the message that appeared. "Kit's landing in a half an hour. Maxine is supposed to pick him up since I'm at work. He's staying at Mac's with me and we'll be together." I wanted to break out in a happy dance. I was seeing Kit!
Katie smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. "That's great, Molly.
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Katie POV
"Here's Kit." I said to Glen as I watched Maxine Ely's car pull into the stable yard. Glen walked with me towards the car and we stood back as Molly ran to Kit and he picked her up in his arms. I watched as he kissed her passionately, holding her tightly. When she pulled back with a smile, he kissed her once again.
"Isn't that so sweet? He really missed her." Glen commented with a smile. As I met Kit's eyes, I confirmed what I had been thinking. It wasn't sweet. It wasn't good. He was coming home now because he had done something. He was going to hurt Molly.
"Excuse me." I snapped and turned on my heel. I couldn't watch this.
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Kit POV
Seeing Molly broke me all over again. I kissed her and held her. I wanted to get her out of my mind. I only wanted Molly. While on the plane, I had used a lot of mouth wash trying to get the liquor and the taste of her off me. I had also changed into clean clothes.
"Okay, okay, calm down." Molly laughed as I kissed her for probably the hundredth time since I arrived an hour ago. I was helping her groom Honor after we had just finished the evening feed. Katie had been shooting me looks that weren't friendly the entire time and I realized that she knew something was up.
"I'm sorry. I just missed you." And I cheated on you last night. I banished the thought from my head. I slid my arms around her waist. "Is that such a bad thing?"
"No." She whispered and she met my eyes. I stiffened, thinking to myself that she'd find out what I'd done just by looking at me. "You're just being so affectionate. I don't know what to make of it."
"I just really missed you, Mol. Being away from you hit me harder than I thought it would. I think…I think I'm gonna stay here for a while. Finals aren't til later on this year and I have plenty of rodeos to get the points even if I miss a few."
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Molly POV
I stepped back in surprise. "What? Miss a few rodeos? Just to stay here?" I was shocked. But happy.
Kit frowned at me. "You act as if it's not important to stay here and spend time with you. I hope I haven't given you the impression that the rodeo is more important. Nothing is more important than you."
I smiled at him. "I just know how important it is to you to make finals. But I'll take you for as long as I can have you."
"Baby, you can have me forever." He whispered and kissed me again.
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Kit POV
"So…" Katie's voice made me jump as I put my bag into Grandpa's truck. I turned around to face her and her eyes were narrowed at me. "What's the deal with the chick?"
My stomach sank and I didn't know what to say at first. "What chick?"
"This one." She snapped as she held the one up. There I was, with her, and she was kissing my cheek. I had to get that picture deleted and that girl off my Facebook. "You didn't come home because you were missing Molly, you came home because of something else, what was it?"
I bristled at her words—even though she was right. "I did come home because I missed Molly. It's been a while since we've saw each other. What is your problem, Katie?"
Katie stepped closer to me so that she was right in front of me. "My problem, Ely, is that you hurt Molly already with that picture. You acted so desperate when you first saw her today and you've been overly affectionate. There's something that happened with this woman and you're not saying and I know you're going to hurt Molly and she's my friend. I don't want to see her get hurt."
I decided to confess to Katie. "I…I kissed that girl, Katie. We made out a little. I was drunk and I didn't mean to. I just…I'm torn up over it. I just had to see Molly. But don't tell her, Katie, please. Let me tell her. Just not right now. I just got home. I…I want to have some time with her before I tell her. It's going to hurt her." I got choked up. "I don't want to hurt her, Katie. She's been so good to me."
Katie softened slightly but still maintained her hard demeanor. "Fine, I won't tell her. But you better, Kit, and I mean it. Don't let her go on not knowing." She glared at me. "How could you do this?" Not waiting for an answer, she turned on her heel, leaving.
I sighed in relief as Katie left. I dreaded that I'd have to tell Molly but if I could just spend some time with her—my last bit of time—maybe I could fix things.
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AN: Well…this chapter was not…what I expected. At all. It just played out. I'm upset with Kit and how it came about but…it's part of the story. I'm sure some of you thought it'd be the other way around, with Joe and Molly, huh?
I'm afraid, but let me know what you think.
To my reviewers:
Jessica: I'm glad you're glad about the update! I cringed writing this especially re-reading your review about Molly and Kit's great relationship—oh boy. This chapter, I'm sure is going to be rough for you to read. I hope you enjoy some of it, though I know you won't enjoy the last parts.
You all should be seeing an update soon as I am now super into writing this story. I'm starting on the next chapter immediately.
Thank you all for reading! -Quinnandseth'sgirl15