Several hours later, we’ve gotten all of Robin’s stuff
carried into the station and she’s put most of it away. She soaked in the
bathtub for a bit while I worked. Now we’re both getting ready for the barn
dance. I’m freshly showered, and I’ve picked clothes that are a little fancier
than what I usually wear so I look nice for her. I’ve chosen clean underwear,
socks, jeans, and a white t-shirt, along with a dark green and cream-colored
plaid shirt and a black deerskin vest that I made myself. I pull on my good
black cowboy boots and check my hair one more time before putting on my black
cowboy hat and walking out into the bedroom.
Robin is facing me, but she doesn’t see me because she’s
bending over and shaking out her hair. It’s wavy and wild from her bath, and
she runs her fingers through it before tossing her head back. My breath catches
in my throat as I get a good look at her.
Once I’m ready, I walk out into the kitchen. Robin stands
and puts her arms around my neck, stretching up on her tiptoes to give me a
kiss. I like how short she is; I can rest my chin on the top of her head when I
hold her. She strokes the hollow of my dimple with her thumb and looks up at me
with worried eyes. “Are you sure you’re all right, Sheriff?” she asks
seriously. “Maybe I’m wrong, but I feel like there’s something bothering you.”
She bites her lip; I don’t think she even realizes how alluring it is when she
does it. Then her brow furrows as she whispers, “You aren’t, um, regretting asking
me to stay, are you?”
“Do what you want to do for yourself. Find a dream, realize your dream, go after your dream. Too many people live for everybody else, they fail to give any value to their own life. So make sure to make your life worth something to you, so you'll know exactly how important it is to live it.