AN: Next chapter for modern!cowboys. Yes, it's a fast moving storyline.
Red Boots
In her bridal white, looking at her reflection, Mina thought back. Two years ago she had made one of the biggest mistakes of her life. What she thought of as spontaneous, that is, jumping in a car with a boyfriend of a few months with the intent of going to Vegas to get married, had quickly dissolved into a nearly terrible commitment. Fortunately, her error had led to the best thing that had ever happened in her young and chaotic life.
Keith.
The bouncer had taken her in and set her straight. Sure, they had their ups and downs and had wasted months dancing around the inevitable, but she wouldn't have it any other way. She knew they fought as good as they fucked, that Keith stirred a passion in her she had never believed possible. With him, she had purpose. With him, she was not a washed up high school drop out from Detroit. With him, she had potential.
There was a knock.
Mina was speechless as she opened the door and saw her groom standing in front of her, utterly handsome in his country finery. In his hands he held a large box. Shyly, Mina motioned him in, and he said, "I know I'm not supposed to see you, but we've never been much for tradition."
"No, we certainly haven't."
"I wanted to get you something."
Mina noted the box was too big to hold jewelry and took what was being offered to her. In her experience, Keith didn't have a great track record with remembering anniversaries or giving big showy gifts, but she knew these things didn't matter. It was in the million small details he showed he loved her every day. Removing the lid of the box, she saw a perfect pair of red cowboy boots. He looked at her sheepishly and said, "I thought you could wear them at the reception."
The pair had been working hard on their line dancing lessons, and Mina was touched by the gesture. She answered, "I'll do no such thing! I'm getting married in these boots!"