Carmen had some of the best sleep she's ever have in years. She was sprawled about in the Queen sized bed. One leg was hanging off the side, head buried in the bountiful pillows. Some how the essence of eggs, bacon, grits, gravy, and toast found her nostrils and woken up her very empty stomach. *growl, rumble, rumble* The young blonde groaned at the annoyance that woken her up from pleasure induced sleep. But soon her senses were engulfed by the delicious southern aroma. She popped her green eyes open and stretched, taking in a deep breath. Instant mouth watering action and bladder pain. Carmen grunted and scrambled out of the bed to the bathroom as fast as she could. After relieving herself, she washed her hands, then she couldnt help herself. She looked in the medicine cabinet. She was a nosey person at heart and to her disappointment she came across nothing out of the ordinary, until the the last item. It piqued her curiosity, new toothbrushes, mouthwash, and make-up?
Dodger was in the kitchen cooking up a storm. The entire kitchen was a total mess but she stuck her foot in the food. It was some of the best she's ever made. "Guess watchin' all those cookin' shoes paid off." She chuckled to herself as she sampled a piece of bacon and some eggs. She stopped for a moment and listened, hearing movement upstairs, she smiled to herself and commenced to set the table for Carmen and herself. It had been awhile since she's cooked for anyone. Hearing footsteps come downstairs and towards the kitchen, Dodger straightened up the counters a bit and put the dirty dishes in the sink. "Eh, I'll get to them later." Then she looked at herself, and rolled her eyes in a self-loathing manner. "Ugh, for once can I look decent in front of her?" The wifebeater and jeans she'd thrown on had every stain imaginable, from grass to grease. She was about to run to her room and change, when she heard a soft voice calling her name. "Dodger? Sheriff? Ash? Where are you?" The dirty cowgirl sort of cringed at the thought of this pretty lady seeing her like this but it was too late. Carmen came around the corner and put her hands on her hips, "My lord! What have you ben doing? Youre filthy and its only," the blonde turned to look at the clock and was shocked to see what time of day it was, "10 am!?" Dodger had her trademark crooked grin on her face and her hands shoved in her pockets, shrugging. "Why are you up so early? I usually dont ge-" The spoiled city girl had turned back around to face Dodger when she caught something out of her corner of her eye. The dinning table was littered like a buffet with all kinds of country breakfast food and fixings to go along with it.
The little blonde was overwhelmed at the mass of food and the thoughtfulness that this new friend and new found lover has done for her. She ran up to the proud sheriff and threw her arms around her neck. For Dodger this was the norm, to cook and woo for a pending girlfriend. Just a little something to seal the deal. The tall muscular build woman had no problem catching the little fox that was thanking her so graciously. "Thank you so much for everything. You are the kindest person I've ever had the pleasure of meeting." Carmen whispered into Dodger's ear. Ash squeezed the young woman before putting her down. She looked into bright watery green eyes and was struck with concern and a tinge of guilt. "Hey, come here." She gathered Carmen in a gentle embrace and rocked her softly. "Shh..dont cry. Why are you crying darlin'? This little event had her slightly confused, she'd never made anyone cry by fixing them breakfast. She handed the weeping blonde her black and gold embellished hankie.
Carmen whipped her face, it was red, more from embarrassment of balling infront of the sheriff than from actual crying. She looked up into Dodger's concerned crystal blue eyes and sighed, "You may not believe me but I dont deserve any of this but thank you." she gave a weak smile. The tall woman furrowed her eyebrows and was about to ask a question when Carmen's stomach beat her to the punch. Both women looked down at the blonde's gut and laughed. "Shall we eat?" Carmen shook her head agreeing and sat down in a chair Dodger had pulled out for her. There was no hesitation on filling her plate, Ash just stood back and shook her head in astonishment. She looked down again, "I am going to go get cleaned up and uh by the way," She moved closer to Carmen and whispered into her ear, letting her hot breath roll over the blonde's ear, "You look mighty good in my shirt." Dodger was basically purring in the young lady's ear, making her shiver and moan a little. Carmen turned to greet the sheriff's lips with her own but Dodger only let her graze them, to save something for the imagination. The swanky sheriff winked and strutted off to her room to change. Carmen couldnt help but let out a little whimper out of frustration but then her stomach turned her attentions to feast before her and she began to chow down with gusto.
Dodger came back a few minutes later, she was fitted with tight wranglers, a blue and green plaid button up shirt, complete with a nice sized belt buckle that was black and gold with a horse running across it. You might say that she was looking rather dashing. She stopped in mid stride, fixing her cuff when she caught sight of the blonde shoveling down food like a starving coyote. She was surprised that anything was left. Carmen was about to shove another spoonful of grits in her already full mouth when she froze. She saw Dodger out of the corner of her eye and put down her spoon, gave a chipmunk smile, and slowly swallowed the mixed contents of southern food. She was about to say something but Dodger put up her hand and shook her head. "No need to explain." she chuckled and sat herself down and proceeded to get her fill while there was still something left on the table. While Carmen ate at a teenage boy's rate with no qualms, Dodger ate bits and pieces of her breakfast. And every so often she would look at the woman across from her, she didnt mean to stare but there was something about her that she couldnt put her finger on. Carmen caught her staring and the sheriff started to fumble with the biscuit in her hand. "Dodger? Is there something you wanna ask me?" Dodger was about to ask her about what she meant earlier about her not deserving kindness when she heard Speedy barking and a voice yelling, "Down boy! Go'on. Get!"
Dodger growled and got up and muttered under her breath, "I swear. Every single time!" She opened the front door to see comical scene. Hank was on the ground with Speedy on top, licking him to death. "Speedy! Get off him. You said hello enough to ol' Hank. Get in the house and eat." At the promise of food, Speedy took off like lightning into the house to get his fill. Dodger help Hank up and brushed him off. "Damn that dog, I'm never going to get the taste of him out of my mouth." Hank said before spitting off to the side. Dodger chuckled again but cleared her throat when her partner wasnt in a laughing mood. He looked at her with sorrow in his eyes, the atmosphere became heavy. So did Dodger's heart when she heard what the messenger had to say. As she listened with a saddened spirit, dark storm clouds started to roll in and rain fell, hiding the sheriff's tears.
End of Ch. 9
A/N: for all those still reading I thank yall. I dont have wifi anymore so its hard to update. =( hopefully I'll get it back soon.