Refill

Feeling Ryan deepen her kiss with him, Alec knows she's enjoying it as much as he, making him like it all the more. Once she pulls away, he's ready to move on, but being drawn back in again, he doesn't resist. The invisible force was too strong. Feeling her hand on him that moves down and around to his back, he reaches back without breaking the kiss to bring her hand forward again and lock fingers with her, his palm against hers.

After a few moments, Alec draws away, needing to catch his own breath this time. "I think I need a refill," he teases.

Going for the whipped cream again, he gives it a shake and aims for his mouth. This time though, his eyes are on Ryan and he sprays too soon. Catching the side of his mouth instead of the center, half the cream goes in his mouth and half misses to spray across his cheek. His eyes go a little wide and he almost chokes on what he's got in his mouth.

Hearing a laugh escape from Ryan, his eyes narrow slightly with an evil glint. "You laughing at me?"

Not even taking the time to clean off his own face, he takes aim once more, but this time it isn't towards himself. Whipped cream goes flying onto Ryan's face.


Scott's shoulders sink a little. He'd thought Hope wanted to spend time with him, so he didn't think it mattered, being out or in. But apparently all he was doing lately was disappointing her. He was here though, wasn't he? Right now? First time in about two weeks and it wasn't even going well. What was happening to them?

His eyes were tired as he looks back up at Hope, seeing the emotions pooled in her gaze. "Okay... we can go out tonight," he relents quietly. "Just, um... pick something lighthearted, okay?"


Mick sinks into a little deeper into thought for a moment before nodding. "I... don't think I've been fair with him, ya know? He's been more than great when I've been gone... when I'm around he pulls more than his share." He sighs. "I know he's considered leaving before. There are some ranch hands we could pretty easily do without, but him... I really don't want to lose him. Now with him and Faith... it's only natural that he'd want his own place if that thing progresses with them."

Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, he gives his wife a sidelong glance. "You know that couple acres in the clearing out back of the west pasture? We really don't use it all that much..."

His implication hangs in the air. They'd purchased more land the last couple years, expanding the ranch property even farther. It was great to have for when they needed it for the horses but... they had more than plenty of land now. "What do you think?"