Tyson runs from the bank and jumps into the dirt tank splashing water all over Jaelyn causing her to scream. He laughs and goes underwater and swims around behind her. Placing his hands on her hips he throws her in the air laughing at the shriek she lets out.

"Tyson Hade Reed!" She screams as her body hits the water. She swims near him before kicking him in the gut and swimming away.

He glares at her. "Really? That hurt."

"You don't think I know that?" She taunts smirking.

He shrugs then leaping towards her he pushes her under water. Spitting and sputtering as she comes up she glares at him before paddling off to the small trail leading out of the dirt tank. Before she can make it too far he grabs her waist and pulls her back into the water. "Not so fast, Sweet."

"No more dunking me!" She pouts fighting against his gentle yet firm hold.

He laughs, tightening his hold on her. "I'm not going to dunk you anymore if you stop fighting and just let me hold you."

She smiles and sighs dramatically laying her head on his chest. Smiling, he kisses the top of her head as he glides around the water. The Mesquite leaves sway slightly in the wind causing a moving shadow on the water. He breathes in her horsey smell and contently rests his head on hers, life can't get much better.

Jaelyn wraps her arms around him, a lazy smile slipping to her lips, for the moment everything else, all the worries, hurts and cares slip away and it feels as though nothing else matters, but the two of them. She lifts her head and gazes into his hazel eyes. Gravity seems to work sideways as they slowly inch together until their lips touch lightly. The kiss is gentle, slow and only broken by the sound of splashing water.

They both turn quickly towards the sound. "Really cow? You just broke my greatest kiss yet!" Tyson hollers kicking water in the general direction.

Laughing they climb out of the water and rest on their towels. Once they are dry they pull out lunch and eat while watching the cattle slurp in the water.

Jaelyn throws her trash in the basket and lays her head on his chest. He wraps an arm around her and kisses the top of her head. She lets her eyes flutter closed soaking up the sunshine and love that float in the still air.

"Sweet?" Tyson whispers.

"Mhm?" She mumbles not moving a muscle.

He moves slightly gathering his thoughts. "What would you think about coming to my apartment next weekend?"

She moves to be able to look up to meet his eyes. I have way too much to do and I don't like the city, but really want to see you. So you could come here? She giggles at her thoughts. "I don't know I need to get a lot done, but I might be able to move somethings around so I can see my Superman."

"You are right, I am your superman and all yours!"

She kisses his chin and licks her lips. Gosh this is fun! "You okay there?"

Okay, I think Brooke has rubbed off on her A. Lot. These past two years. He turns crimson and looks away briefly. "You are kind of scaring me."

"Why because I am a bit more 'dirty' than before?" She uses her fingers to make imaginary quotation marks. This is getting more fun by the minute! Her lips are twisted sideways in her efforts not to laugh.

He sighs. No, because you are acting too much like your nutcase friend! "No, because you are acting like Brooke and that is a bit scary."

She falls into fits of laughter. "You obviously haven't been around Brooke lately! She is much dirtier minded than that." Except when we are discussing you, then things get violent.

"Oh goodness, kill me now!"

You don't know how much she wants to! "Hey, Superman?"

"Yes, Jae Sweet?"

I can't wait to see his reaction! Or hers! "You know you want me to go see you next weekend?"

What on earth is she scheming?! "Mhm."

"What if Brooke came with me? You know, so I have someone to keep me awake and stuff." She smirks and glances up to catch his reaction.

What on earth is she thinking?! That girl is crazy. "Uh, I thought you were coming to see me."

She bursts into laughter. "I am going to see you, but I just thought I might come a bit early and then Brooke and I could hang out while you have classes. Don't make it sound like I am ditching you."

"Well for all I know you could be!" He declares.

Oh my goodness guys make everything so complicated! "Okay fine, I won't go early. Then you don't have to worry about Brooke."

Women can't take anything the way guys do! I just said I wanted you to myself and you have to blow it up. "Jaelyn, please, I don't get the big deal."

"Can we just not talk about this? I don't really want to argue with you."

He smiles. "Sure."

She nods with a smile. "Thank you superman."

He tightens his arms around her and inhales the scent of her hair. Why can't I just stay here forever? His fingers find their way beneath her chin where they lift it slightly so their lips graze one another. How does she keep her lips so silky? "I love you," he whispers.

"I love you too," she murmurs, laying her head back on his chest.

They lay together in the shade for thirty minutes or so before packing up the lunch and heading back to the house. Jaelyn washes dishes while Tyson dries them with George Strait music playing in the background.

When they finish Tyson finds himself watching Jaelyn run a colt around in the round pen. She demands a lot from such a large creature for such a small woman. That thought makes him chuckle. She demands a lot from you and her brothers too. Just then the red flag attached to the end of her stick flies in front of his face. He jumps in surprised and catches the smirk that graces her face.

"You awake?" She calls continuing around the pen with the colt.

He laughs. "Very much so! I am just daydreaming."

"Ah, about all those prolapsed organs and nice juicy palpating?" Her voice holds the smirk that is present on her facial features.

"Of course! What more could settle the food I just consumed? Hardly what I was thinking about," he tells her sarcasm dripping from his words.

She stops at the fence and leans through placing her lips millimeters from his. "Well what were you thinking about?"

He turns away his cheeks turning crimson. "Nothing," he mumbles.

"Why are you blushing?" She asks with a curious laugh.

He shakes his head as he turns back to face her. "It's nothing, Jae sweet. Were you able to enroll in that training program for therapeutic riding?"

"Superman, why are you changing the subject?" She asks, narrowing her eyes to slits.

"I want to go home all in one piece so I am just going to keep my thoughts to myself," he says tapping the end of her nose.

She once again narrows her eyes. "You might want to tell me or you might not get home all in one piece."

He kisses her cheek and meets her stance. "Fine, but no jumping me!"

"Like I could anyway?" She mumbles.

"I was thinking about you and- and how you are so little, but yet you demand so much."

She glues her hands to her hips and meets his stance square on. His face reads 'oh no' as she continues to stare. Finally she slips her hand through the rail and knocks his hat off backwards. Then a smirk slips to her lips just before she places them on his through the pipe fence and all. "Dynamite comes in small packages," she mumbles against his lips.

He slips his own hand through the rail letting his fingers tangle in her hair, "I think God stumped his toe when he made you."

She giggles and steps back from the fence. He can see the mischief floating in her eyes as she says, "Let me finish up with him before I show you how well the dynamite cooks pizza."

He laughs and relaxes on the fence as his gaze follows her around the pen. A chuckle escapes him as he imagines her showing his college buddies up. He can just see her challenging them at something, weaseling her way through it and totally showing them up. The thought makes him laugh and turn back to watch her.