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Blinding light caused Vaughn's eyes to flutter open. A beautiful brunette was tucked into the sleeping bag next to him. She was wrapped around a puppy. Her hair was tangled in twigs and the sipper of her sleeping bag. A warm feeling swelled through him before he could even register that it was Chelsea. He smiled to himself and rolled onto his back. A bright blue sky spread out above him. Everything felt so natural. Until it didn't.

The cowboy sat up quickly, confused. A pounding headache overtook him and forced him to lie back down. He couldn't remember why he was here. Or exactly where here was. Vaughn surveyed his surroundings. After a second it came to him that he was in Chelsea's orchard. He vaguely remembered the night before.

Luckily this happened often enough. He completed their ritual of making a cup of coffee for the late sleeper and leaving an idiotic thank you note. It was a mock version of the kind of letter you would leave a one night stand. He thought it was a stupid joke but he wasn't about to buck tradition.

Vaughn straightened his clothes and borrowed Chelsea's toothbrush. Today he went back to the city. He checked the clock on the wall. If he was quick he'd be able to stop at Mirabelle's to grab his bags.

"Good morning Vaughn, baby." Mirabelle handed Vaughn a brown bag as he walked through the door. "I made you a lunch for later."

"Thanks."

"Julia lined up your bags already. Do you need help getting them to the dock?"

"I'll be okay."

Mirabelle shook her head and smile. "Okay, baby." She went in for a hug. After a little hesitation Vaughn returned it. "Be safe."

"You too." He pulled back and looked over the little lady. She seemed to be unendingly kind. "Julia's lucky to have you."

"Oh baby. You're lucky to have me." She added playfully and hugged him again. "You know, it's not too late for me to legally adopt you."

Vaughn chuckled. "I gotta catch the boat."

He swung the door open, luggage in hand.

"Oww." Sabrina fell backwards.

"Watch where you're-Sabrina!" Vaughn dropped everything and helped her up. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine."

"I'm so sorry." He left his hands on her shoulders causing Sabrina to blush.

"I wanted to say goodbye."

"Oh, goodb-" Before Vaughn could finish Sabrina's lips were on his. After a few seconds she stepped back. Now Vaughn was speechless.

"I-I was working up the courage to do that all night. Sorry."

"No. No. Don't be sorry. Um." He rubbed his forearm nervously. "Thanks."