A/N: I know I haven't updated this story in a couple of weeks but admittedly I lost my focus and interest in this story but good news, I've got it back. It took me some time to figure out where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do with it. I think I've finally gotten a grasp on it and hope that you like the direction it's taking. So without further ado, here is my contribution to SMUT SUNDAY! SUNDAY FUNDAY!

Weeks after Beca and Jesse solidified their commitment to each other and their relationship, things between them only got better, stronger. The only people that knew their secret were Jesse's family and Rae and they hoped to keep it that way for a while longer. Somehow they were able to stay under her parents radar which was a good thing. Beca continued to avoid being home as much as possible so her parents couldn't make plans for her but she wasn't sure how much longer she could actually continue to pull that off. She knew there would come a day when she would be caught off guard and she would be face to face with Luke at her parents dinner table.

One afternoon while Beca and Jesse were in the middle of a hot and heavy make out session in the stables, her dad called for her. She jumped and their hands stilled immediately. She wondered if he had walked down there and saw them but decided to walk back to the house to call her instead of embarrassing her. This could go one of two ways and she was thinking it wasn't going to be good.

"SHIT! What if he saw us?" Beca asked wiping her mouth and straightening her clothes.

"We would have heard him walk in. And do you honestly think I would still be alive if he had walked in here?"

"You're right." She raised up on tip toe to give Jesse a quick peck and made her way toward the house.

He patted her butt and said "Everything is going to be fine!" She turned around to give him a quick wink before making her way to the house.

"Hey Dad." she said as she approached the back porch.

"Hi baby." Her dad greeted her warmly with a hug and a kiss. "Well...this is weird." she thought. She always knew he dad loved her but he had never been overly affectionate. He was the strong silent type.

"What's up?"

With his arm still around Beca's waist, he guided her to the porch swing to sit down. "Well, I've noticed how much you've been doing around here to help with the riding students and their lessons. I wanted to give you something to show just how much I appreciate everything you've been doing."

"Dad, that's hardly necessary. I live here, I have to earn my keep."

"That's just it Beca, you don't have to earn your keep. Rae certainly doesn't."

"I see the money y'all put in my bank account every month, that's more than enough."

Looking her in the eyes he said, "And I see that you don't spend very much of it."

Beca rolled her eyes, "Dad, Rae and I are two different people, cut from a totally different cloth with completely different interests. If I caught Rae in the stables I'd think one of two things, either I was hallucinating or Rae was sick...really, really sick."

He chuckled, "I guess you're right but that doesn't take away from the fact that your mother and I feel you should be rewarded for all of your hard work." he said as he handed her an envelope. "Open it."

Beca held the envelope in her hands and ran her fingers over her name, written by her father's hand, "Dad, I don't spend much of the money you put in my account. Giving me cash it's going to change that. I'm not Rae, I don't need mani/pedis once a week, or fancy hair cuts and clothes." She said trying to hand the envelope back.

He gently pushed the envelope back towards her, "Beca, baby it's not cash. Just open the envelope."

Beca carefully turned the envelope over and broke the seal. When she saw what was inside she cried. "Dad..."

"Beca, we know you want New York, you've always wanted New York and maybe one day Luke will give that to you" Beca tensed at the mention of Luke's name which wasn't lost on her dad. "but right now we realize that you need to be allowed to go out and explore things on your own."

"Dad...what are you telling me?"

"I'm saying go to New York. Enjoy the sights, the sounds, the shows, the people but come back home to us. We love you so much and we can't bare the thought of losing you."

"Dad...I really don't know what to say. This is so generous."

"Baby you deserve it." Her dad said taking her hand in his. "You work harder than the rest of us put together and you never complain."

"Because I don't see any of this as work. This my life."

"I know and you deserve to see what else is out there." He said smiling his huge million dollar smile. "Now, if you look at the tickets, you and Rae leave day after tomorrow."

Beca laughed, "I guess Rae's already shopping?"

"How'd you guess?" he dad asked playfully.

Beca chuckled, "There's no way on God's green Earth that Rae would go to New York without a new wardrobe."

"Beca, go shopping. Get yourself some new things for the trip."

"I'm good Dad. I'll take what I have."

"If you insist." He said kissing her forehead, "Well, I have a lunch appointment so I need to go. You should go get ready for your trip."

"I will." Beca said, "And Dad..."

"Yeah baby."

"Thanks...this means the world to me."

Her dad hugged her again, "I know my sweet girl, I know." he said, before walking back into the house.

Her thoughts immediately turned to Jesse. She had to find a way to tell him she was going to be gone for a week. She wished there was a way she could bring him instead of Rae but that would go over with her parents like a fart in church. She sent Jesse a quick text letting him know that she was going to be at the house for a while and would see him later. Then went up to her room to start packing.

As she packed she looked over the itinerary that her parents planned for them. They were staying in the Plaza Suite at the Plaza Hotel on 5th Avenue and Central Park. There were tickets to see Kinky Boots, Wicked and Rent on Broadway; tickets to tour the Statue of Liberty and National Monument, they were going to see Saturday Night Live at Rockefeller Center and The Wanted at Madison Square Garden. Their trip was pretty well laid out. There would be plenty to do in a short amount of time. It was almost as if they were trying to get her mind off something and the more she thought about it the more she thought this had to be Rae's doing. Had she told her parents that she was seeing Jesse behind their backs? Had she told them that if she was forced to marry Luke she would leave and never come back? She was going to kill Rae with her bare hands.

She sent a text to Rae, "Get home now! We need to talk!"

"Almost done at the salon. Be home soon. XO"

"Don't "XO" me...get your ass home NOW!"

"Geez! Ok, ok! I'll be home in 30 minutes."

"You better be!"

Beca was fuming. Had Rae betrayed her trust? There was no way in hell that her parents would send her off to New York for a week without some kind of ulterior motive. Regardless, Beca continued to pack because one way or the other she was getting the hell out of dodge for a week before her parents changed their minds.

When Rae got back she knocked on Beca's door and walked in. She knew just by the look on Beca's face that she wasn't happy. Her suitcase was on the bed and she was packing, shouldn't she be happy?

"Spill it!" Beca yelled.

Rae was taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play stupid with me? When did you tell them?"

"Beca, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"You damn well do!" Beca glared at her. "When did you tell mom and dad about me and Jesse?"

"Beca, I swear I haven't said a word to anyone."

"Then why are they sending us on an all expenses paid trip to New York?"

"When Dad came to me with the idea he said it was because you had been working so hard with the horses and riding lessons. He said that Charlie went on and on to him about how much help you've been."

Beca suddenly felt bad. She yelled at Rae for no reason. "I'm sorry." She said as she hugged Rae. "I just never expected this."

"Dad said that he knew you'd never do something like this for yourself because you never spend your money. He's constantly bailing me out when I overspend, but you never, ever spend a penny. He said you deserved this."

"Rae, I do spend my money. I bought my truck and horse trailer."

"That hardly put a dent in your account. And by the way, what horse needs a trailer with living quarters as well as air and heat in his travel compartment?"

"My Whiskey does!" Beca chuckled. "I work him hard but I also treat him right. Besides, the living quarters are for me when we go to rodeos."

"You have a camera on the dash of you truck so you can watch him!"

"I need to make sure he's not stressed out while we're on the road." Beca confessed. "I don't tell you how to spend your money, don't you dare tell me how to spend mine."

"Fair enough. I'm going to pack." Rae huffed as she walked out of the room.

Beca was left to her thoughts and her packing. Could she really spend a week in New York and still come back home or would she choose to stay? Was this part of her dad's plan? Was he trying to help her out of the Luke situation by sending her to New York? After all, if she wasn't home then she couldn't see Luke...right? So many thoughts flooded her mind and clouded her feelings. She needed to see Jesse. He was her rock, he grounded her and made her feel safe when no one or nothing else could. Could she really leave him for a week?

Beca finished throwing her things in her suit case and zipped it up. As she made her way down the stairs and out to the stables her heart felt heavy. She didn't know how he would react to this news or about being separated for a week. She felt sick. Jesse saw her coming toward him but instantly knew something was wrong. She always ran down to the stables, this time she was walking...slowly. This couldn't be good.

"Hey baby." he said giving her a light kiss and wrapping his arms around her waist. She buried her face in his neck and gave a slight bounce before wrapping her legs around his waist. He adjusted his hold on her before asking, "Is everything ok?"

"Mmmm, it is now." she mumbled into his neck.

"Gonna tell me what's going on?"

"Do I have to?"

"Well, no but I can't help if you don't."

She sat back in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs still wrapped around his waist "Ok. Promise not to get mad?"

"I promise."

Beca took a deep breath, "My mom and dad are sending Rae and I to New York for a week. We leave day after tomorrow."

Looking more than a little disappointed he asked, "What? Why?"

"My dad says that he appreciates all the hard work I've been doing and he felt I deserved a reward."

"Well, that's a good thing right?"

"I guess...I just wish you were going."

"I do too. I'm gonna miss you like crazy!

"Me too." she said snuggling back into the crook of his neck. She heard him humming a tune that she couldn't quite place. Then he started singing:

"Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you"

Beca sat up and smiled as she took his face in her hands and kissed his glorious lips before he ran them up the stairs to the hayloft. As he carried up the stairs, she began undressing from the waist up while kissing his neck. When they got upstairs, he laid her on their little love nest and ripped his shirt over his head before removing his jeans. In the weeks since they had given their virginity to each other, neither of them could figure out how they had waited so long.

He stood looking at her laying there in all her naked glory as she gave him that 'come here baby smile'. She really was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. As he lowered himself he ran his hands up her legs spreading them and gently kissing his way up her body. She wiggled underneath his calloused hands but never broke eye contact with him. She just knew he was going to be the death of her. She gasped as her took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to gently suck on it as he kneaded her other breast with one hand, his other hand slid slowly down her stomach. When it reached it's destination her back arched and she let out a loud moan. He smiled knowing he doing these things to her and as long as the good Lord was willing and the creek didn't rise he would be the only person to ever do that to her.

She tried pulling him up towards her so she could kiss him and hopefully he would stifle her moans but he clearly had other plans. He dove between her legs with such ferocity as he planned to take her to a place she had never gone before. As his thumb continued to rub circles on her clit, his mouth descended on her slick folds and she saw stars. She buried her hands in his hair as she arched her back while thrusting her lower half closer to his mouth.

"Jesse" she moaned as he continued to suck her dry.

Allowing his eyes to meet hers once again, he said, "Mmmm...yeah baby."

"Jesse...I need you."

He stopped just long enough to say, "Baby, I'm here." He noticed that one of her fists was furiously grabbing at the sheets"

"Aaaaarrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!" she yelled as she felt her release.

Jesse grinned and lapped it up. "Mmm...you taste so good baby."

Trying to catch her breath and slow her breathing at the same time, she managed to say, "I need you...now!"

"I know but I need you to come for me one more time."

She was so sensitive and warm and wet but she could already feel the next wave building. It felt like her body was no longer hers and that she was no longer in control of its actions. It was as if it was on autopilot and things were happening, yet she had absolutely no control over anything. Her insides were shaking and her legs were growing weaker and weaker, then all of a sudden the wave crashed and she released again, her legs falling to the sides of their own accord. Jesse, now sufficiently satisfied that his work on the lower deck was done and began kissing his way back up her body.

He was greeted with a warm smile as he kissed her gently. He knew he needed to give her a minute to catch her breath before they went any further but she was attacking his mouth like she didn't want the break. She broke the kiss long enough to say, "You're not done. Get busy buster!"

He needed no further instruction. He thrust into her with everything he had as she moaned with pleasure, raking her nails across his back. She managed to get up enough strength to roll him over so she could ride him for awhile. She grabbed his cowboy hat from the side of the bed, placed it on her head and rode him hard and fast. When she took a minute to get off and change positions he moaned in disappointment until he realized that she was going to ride him reverse cowgirl. She moved up and down, using her leg muscles to build momentum then she changed things up a bit by moving in circles. He was moaning and enjoying this little ride. He put his hands on her hips then tried reaching around to rub her clit but found that as she arched her back, she was allowing him to stimulate her without the use of his hands. She continued to ride him like her life depended on it or like she was riding away from something. He reached around again to rub her clit only to find that she was rubbing herself, he found that to be a complete turn on. At that moment it became too much and both of them rode the waves of their simultaneous orgasms.

When she was finally able to move again, she crawled to the head of the bed and snuggled into Jesse's side. As he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her head he asked, "What was that?"

"Something to remember me by while I"m gone." she said with a smirk.

"Definitely not something I'll forget anytime soon."

"Good...because that was the point."

"God, that was amazing. You are amazing!"

"You're not so bad yourself cowboy!" she said before falling asleep.

Friday was the day Beca had been looking forward to and dreading just the same. She was rushing around her bedroom getting her last minute items packed so they could get to the airport, New York was awaiting their arrival. She was trying to get everything together so she could get a least a couple of minutes alone with Jesse before she had to be away from him for a week. She thought, "A week! How was she going to last a week with out him and his smiling face? His dimples, his abs, his arms...oh, those abs, that mouth!" She silently fussed at herself as she felt the warmth between her legs as she thought about him. Now was not the time for that.

She did a quick once over making sure she had everything before carefully going down the stairs, suitcase and carry on in hand. She placed her things by the front door and quickly made beeline for the stables, running the entire way. She didn't have much time and she wanted to make the most of it.

As she walked in she caught herself staring at him in all of his tanned half nekkid glory. She licked her lips as her eyes lands on his jeans hanging low on his hips. She watched as he talked to the horses while he fed them. She was going to miss this, she was going to miss him. When he got to Whiskey's stall, he said, "Hey big guy. Your mommy is off to the big city for an entire week. I promise to take you out for rides while she's gone but that'll be our little secret since she doesn't like anyone else riding you." Jesse loved Whiskey but knew that Beca didn't let anyone ride him.

Beca smiled as she walked toward him clearing her throat. "So, you think you can just ride my horse while I'm gone huh?"

Jesse turned around at the sound of her voice, "You heard that?" he asked embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I did." she said wrapping her arms around his waist and planting a kiss in the center of his sweaty chest, "and I'm ok with it."

"You are?"

"Whiskey is used to being taken out everyday and you're the only person I trust to take care of my baby while I'm gone."

Jesse pulled her tight to his chest for a hug and kissed the top of her head, "What am I going to do around here for a week without you?"

"You'll survive, I promise." she said looking up into his eyes, "It'll go by quickly."

They stood in their embrace just enjoying the last few minutes they had together before she had to leave for the airport. Jesse pulled away just far enough to look her in the eyes before kissing her. The kiss was sweet and passionate but pleading. He was begging her to stay without saying the words. He knew deep down that she needed to go so that she would know for sure what she truly wanted out of life. He hoped and prayed that she still wanted him when she got back. He hoped he was enough for her to return to her roots.

Their sweet moment was interrupted by the sound of Beca's dad's voice. "Rebeca Faith...are you out here?" Jesse hurriedly pulled on his t-shirt.

"Yeah Dad...just saying goodbye to Whiskey." When her dad walked in the stables, Beca was brushing Whiskey and Jesse was feeding the other horses.

"Hi Baby...Hi Jesse."

"Hi Dad."

"Hi Mr. Robicheaux."

"Jesse, I've told you many times, call me Tripp." he said shaking Jesse's hand.

"Yes sir." Beca stood back and watched the interaction between the two men. Was it possible that her dad already knew about her and Jesse? Surely if he knew he would have said something...right? Is that the real reason he was sending her on this trip? Was he trying to put time and distance between them? Beca was sure she was letting her mind wander a little too far from home. They had been extra careful not to let anyone else find out about them. She wondered if Nora or Charlie slipped and said something.

"Jesse...I have a meeting in town and can't take the girls to the airport. Would you mind driving them?"

"Not at all." Jesse said, thankful to have more time with Beca before she left. "I'll go get their things loaded in my truck."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it." Tripp said patting him on the shoulder then reaching into his pocket to pull out some cash. "Here's some gas money for the trip."

"Oh sir...that's not necessary. I can take care of the gas."

"Nonsense Jesse, I insist." with that he put the money in Jesse's hand then turned to his daughter. "I hope you have an amazing trip." he said cradling her face in his hands and kissing her forehead. "I can't wait to hear all about it when you get back. There will be a limo waiting to take you from the airport to the hotel when you get there."

"Thanks Dad"

"I love you Beca."

"I love you too." He hugged and kissed his daughter then walked out as quickly as he walked in.

Beca was certain now that her father knew about her and Jesse but now was not the time to speak to him about it. She saw the twinkle in his eyes when he looked at her. Maybe her dad wasn't the bad guy she made him out to be and maybe, just maybe she could talk him into repaying the gambling debt to Luke's family then she and Jesse could really be together.

Jesse wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her out of her thoughts. Kissing her quickly on the neck he said, "I need to go clean up a bit before we leave."

"Ok." she said turning in his arms, "don't be long."

"Jess...let's take my truck." Beca said as he came inside the house to get their luggage.

"You sure?" He asked. "We're taking your truck to Houston for the rodeo."

"Positive." she said winking as she handed him the keys.

Jesse loaded up the truck while the girls told their mother goodbye. He couldn't figure out why Rae needed 4 suitcases, a carry-on and a large tote style purse for a week long trip. Beca had one suitcase, a small purse and her carry-on, she traveled light. He knew that she probably only packed jeans and t-shirts for their daytime activities and a few dresses for the things they had planned in the evenings. On the other hand he figured that Rae had probably packed every item of clothing she owned.

Jesse walked back in the front door, "Are y'all ready to go?"

"Yeah..." Beca had to bite her tongue to keep from saying 'babe' in front of her mother. "Bye Mom."

"Raelyn Theresa...Beca is in charge. Do you understand me young lady?"

"Yes ma'am." She said then mumbled, "I'm not a damn baby you know?"

"Bye girls." their mother called out to them. "And Rebeca Faith, you be sure to call me the minute you get there."

"Yes ma'am." Beca said rolling her eyes because it seemed like lately her parents couldn't say her first name without throwing her middle name in there as well. What the actual hell? She knew her name, there was really no need for them to keep repeating it.

"Jesse...you make sure my girls get there safe." she said giving him a quick hug.

"Yes ma'am, I will."

They all loaded up in the truck and were off to the airport. Beca was glad that Rae knew about her and Jesse because that meant that once they were down the driveway she could scoot to the middle of the front seat to sit right next to Jesse. Rae sat in the back seat and took no time at all to spread out before sticking her face in her phone.

Looking back at Rae then scooting next to Jesse, she wondered how on Earth she was going to spend an entire week with her sister. They had completely different interests which could make for either a really interesting trip or a deadly one. She snuggled into Jesse's side and breathed him in. Jesse reached over and put his hand on her knee. She cursed herself for wearing jeans because she wanted nothing more than to feel his touch on her skin.

Suddenly Rae started laughing and said, "Hey Bec, there's a guy in New York that calls himself 'The Naked Cowboy'. He's a Fabio looking guy that literally walks the streets of New York City in a cowboy hat, boots and a barely there speedo while playing the guitar. He even has his own website and makes personal appearances."

"Ewe...gross!" Beca said. "I hope we don't come across him."

"Me either." Jesse mumbled.

Beca punched him playfully in the arm. "You're the only cowboy for me babe." she said with a wink.

"I hope we do cross his path." Rae said. "I need a picture with him."

"Raelyn...I don't think Mom and Dad would appreciate me letting you take a picture with a half nekkid pervert on the streets of New York City."

"What the hell Beca? Where's your sense of adventure?"

"Umm...I'm a little thrown off here." Beca said. "Who the hell are you and what did you do with my prim and proper baby sister?"

"Don't look at me like that." Rae said. "I just think it would be really cool to get a picture with him."

"Not. Gonna. Happen." Beca told her.

Rae chuckled, "Oh come on Bec. Please?"

"Over my stone cold dead body!"

"Who are you and what have you done with my fun, adventurous big sister."

"Oh, she's still here but she isn't going to be killed by death glare the minute Mom and Dad find out I let you take a picture with a half nekkid cowboy." Beca said.

"Beca...live a little."

"I'll make you a deal. If you want to take a picture of him from a distance you can but you will not under any circumstances take a picture with or anywhere near him while on my watch. Got it?"

"Geez...such a buzz kill." Rae pouted.

"I'm serious Rae. If you don't agree, I'll get Jesse to turn the truck around and we'll go home." Beca was hoping like hell that Rae wouldn't agree so that she would have the excuse to go back home.

"UGH...FINE!" she said crossing her arms like a 5 year old.

Jesse couldn't help but laugh at their banter mostly because it kept his mind off the task at hand. He really didn't want to drop Beca off. He almost thought it would have been better to say their goodbyes at the house but here he was with her snuggled into his side and her hand dangerously high on his thigh driving her to the airport.

When they got to the airport, Jesse decided to park the truck and actually walk the girls in instead of dropping them off curbside. He just couldn't dump Beca on the curb, drive away and feel comfortable about doing it. He wasn't that guy. He wanted to make sure she got the security check point safely.

Their goodbye was almost heart wrenching. Neither one of them wanted to be the first to break their embrace nor did they want to be the first to say goodbye but goodbye was inevitable to this point.

"I don't want to let you go." Jesse whispered in her ear, which wasn't making leaving any easier.

Beca sighed. She was in no rush to leave the warmth and safety of his arms. "I changed my mind. I don't want to go." She said grabbing his hand and trying to walk back in the direction they came from.

Taking her face in his hands he said, "Babe, I love you and I want nothing more than to spend every minute with you but you have to do this. You have to be sure."

She sighed. He was right, there was no sense in fighting it. "I love you Jess." she said giving him one last hug.

"Come back to me." he mumbled into the crook of her neck.

"I will."

"Call me when you get there?"

"I will...I promise." She kissed him quickly and walked toward the security check point. He watched her as she went through security and as she walked toward her terminal. He watched until he was absolutely certain that he could no longer see her. He sent her a quick text "Have a safe trip. I love you!" before he turned around to walk back to the truck.

She responded back, "I miss you already."

"I left something for you in your carry on."

She found one of his long sleeve button up shirts with a note in the pocket. "Where ever you go, whatever you do, I'll be right here waiting for you." She could smell his cologne and immediately felt like she was at home. A few minutes later she responded back. "I'll wear it every night. Thank you love!"

"Wear it and have sweet dreams of me. XO"

"I will. XO"

His ride home was going to lonely and quiet. He predicted his week would be the same. He wished that she was already on her way home, but unfortunately, she hadn't even boarded her plane yet.

When Jesse got back to the truck, he found a small bottle of her perfume on the seat with a post it note, "I'll be home soon Cowboy! XO!"

"Thanks for the perfume but just so you know, nothing could ever replace you. My arms feel so empty already."

"This is going to be such a long week."

"I know. I'm not letting you go when you get back."

"I think it's time to board. I'll call when we land."

"I love you. XO"

"I love you too. Talk to you soon. XO."

Beca sat in the one of the chairs at the terminal waiting to be called to board the plane. Their dad booked first class seats so they would board first along with those that were traveling with young children or the elderly. When they were finally called to board, Beca stayed rooted to her seat. Rae motioned for her to come on but Beca continued to sit, telling her "go ahead and get settled, I'll be there in a minute."

Beca couldn't make herself get on the plane. She tried several times to get up and no matter how hard she tried it was like some outside force was keeping her butt in the seat. All she could think about was Jesse, home and how much she missed it all already. She was out of her element, this was Rae's thing, not hers. No matter how hard she wished and hoped and prayed for the day to go to New York nothing could have prepared her for the feelings she was having right now. Could she really get on that plane and fly hundreds of miles away for something that may or may not be what she truly wanted? Beca was suddenly shaken from her thoughts when a lady with the airline came over the loud speaker, "Last call to board flight 365 to New York!"