Paradise Falls (open)

In truth Belle had only been half joking when she'd asked the question but she couldn't help but smile a bit in response to the sound of Andrews deep and hearty laughter, her heart giving a little leap inside of her chest at the loving look he gave her and the mischievous glint in his eyes. Her smile grew at his gentle teasing about her being jealous and at his reassurances that his words had not meant what she'd implied, and when his lips brushed against her bare knuckles she felt the warmth of his lips on her skin down to the very tips of her toes.

She watched him as he fixed first her plate and then his own with the food he had prepared for them. She hadn't tasted it yet, but it looked and smelled absolutely amazing. Once more she couldn't help but think how lucky she was to have a man like him in her life now. Someone so caring and thoughtful. She smiled and raised her glass along with him in response to his toast.

"Cheers to that," she said in agreement to the toast with a smile before clinking her glass gently with his and taking a sip before setting the glass down again and beginning to cut into her food, "I know I was reluctant, but I have to say it has been nice to get away from the brothel and have some true alone time with you."
 
“Your work keeps you busy” Andrew replied eating slowly as his eyes flickered back to her.

“Between keeping the men and women in the town pleased and protecting your girls it’s no wonder you don’t like to leave the brothel” Andrew said leaning back and taking a sip of his tea “Of course if this was to ever… progress I can’t see us moving into the brothel”

“Of course, that’s probably a conversation for another time” Andrew said waving it off as he began to dig into his food “Either way I agree. It’s nice to be able to sit and talk to you and get you away from the brothel. Now we just hope and pray the town doesn’t burn down without us”

He chuckled to himself. He couldn’t quite stop his eyes from flickering over to the window looking out in the direction of the small city he called home. His concern for the city shone in his eyes, as well as his love for it. After a few seconds of looking out the window he turned back to her and the food. He continued to eat every so often taking a sip of his ice tea. Outside an owl hooted lending their voice to the song of nature outside.
 
Belle smiled at Andrew's joke about praying the town wouldn't burn down without them. She couldn't help but notice the way his eyes shifted to gaze out the window for a few second in the direction of their city, noting the genuine love and concern that shone from within their expressive depths as he did. His work kept him busy as well. Though she couldn't hold it against him. She understood it. The way he felt about the city was the same way she felt about the girls under her care at the brothel, what made her work so hard to keep them safe.

They enjoyed a moment of comfortable silence as they ate their meal and enjoyed the night songs of the animals outside. A smile found its way to her lips again as the owl joined in. The music that they made was certainly a lot different than the night music she was used to hearing at her brothel.

"It certainly is peaceful out here away from the city," she commented before after a moments hesitation adding, "Did you mean what you said earlier about us...'progressing'? ... You've thought about it then?"
 
“Do you even have to ask a thing like that” Andrew asked his salt and pepper moustache bobbing up and down as he laughed. He leaned back regarding her for several minutes as a slow smile creeped onto his weathered face.

“Darling you know EXACTLY how I feel about the situation” He told her leaning in to take her hands “I love you and I reckon I’ve been in love with you from the moment we met. Nothing in the world would make me happier than to make you my wife and spend the rest of our life together. I don’t know what you got hidden in your past but it doesn’t matter to me. Whatever scares you I’ll protect you from”

He gave her hand a soft squeeze before letting it go. He went back to eating his food his eyes regarding her as he allowed her the time to process what he said. Andrew wasn’t a man of subtlety, he knew what he wanted and would make that as plain as day.

And he wanted to marry her.
 
Belle mulled over Andrew's words, absentmindedly taking a bite of her food from time to time before setting her knife and fork down with a sigh.

"Andrew dear, I don't know if the things that scare me are the types of things you can protect me from," she said looking up at him from her plate, "I know you said that my past doesn't matter to you, but that's easy enough to say when you don't really know what you're saying it about."

There wasn't anyone out there that he needed to fight or guard her from that she knew of. She was scared of what might happen if she was to be completely honest with him about her past, how his feelings about her might change and what as the sheriff he might be obligated to do. Most of all though she was scared of her own judgement when it came to matters of the heart. She'd thought before that she'd found someone she could put her love and trust in and that person had betrayed that love and trust completely. What was to say this time wasn't any different?

"Besides all that though, how would you see a marriage between the two of us actually working?" she asked him, "I mean, you're the sheriff. What would people think if you went and married the local brothel owner?"
 
“Your nuts if you think anyone in falls would care” Andrew said unable to stop himself from chuckling as he finished his plate and pushed it to the side. His eyes challenged her telling her she would have to do better as he took a long sip of his tea.

“This town was founded on the core American Ideals” Andrew reminded her “It’s the same ideals that lets your brothel be celebrated and desired in town. This is a town of second chances where you get what you put into it. They built this town with their own two hands and together they made it into an oasis long before you or I rolled into town. You and I both know they wouldn’t give a damn if we got married. We are loved in this town. YOU are loved the women respect you and the men know well enough not to be seen in your place unless there single. I have never seen that before in my travels. They came out here for the gold rush but if you ask me? We the ones that struck gold”

He rose coming over and taking her hand. He kissed it once more and leaned down breathing in the scent of her hair before taking his plate and hers.

“The offers always on the table darling” He said bringing the plates to the sink and putting them in “Whenever you choose to take it”
 
Belle begrudgingly had to smile a bit as Andrew leaned down and breathed in the scent of her hair, lightly perfumed from her recent bath, before taking the dishes into the other room and setting them in the sink. She knew he was right. The people of this town had always been nothing but kind and respectful to her, even after she'd built the brothel and her profession was widely known. No, the only thing really keeping her back was her own fear, afraid that past mistakes would repeat themselves. She thought back to his words before of her not letting her past ruin her future.

Rising up from her seat at the table, she moved into the kitchen to stand behind him as he set the dishes into the sink, her arms wrapping around his waist as she leaned forward and rested her cheek lovingly against the back of his shoulder.

"You mentioned that you would want me to live here with you instead of at the brothel...would you want me to eventually sell the brothel to someone else then if we got married?" she asked him after a moment.
 
When she came up behind him he gave a soft purr of pleasure. His muscular chest rumbled as he did tightening and relaxing against her body as he kept cleaning up. Her head came down and he sighed turning just as she spoke and wrapping his large arms around her. He held her close to his chest close enough to hear the steady beat beat of his heart before he finally spoke.

“I would never ask you to give up all you worked for” He told her kissing the top of her head “What kind of man do you take me for? The brothel is your business and I respect that. I would only ask you to stop living there and come live with me. No more no less. I would arrange to take you every day before I go in if it was needed. Us being married wouldn’t chance who you are”

He smiled and let her go jerking his head forward the living room.

“Come on darling we can go relax on the couch and read before bed…. Or we can head right to bed” He said leaning in to kiss her “Think about my offer will you?”
 
Belle sighed as Andrew turned in her arms and pulled her close, her head now resting against his chest instead of his shoulder. She closed her eyes, her body relaxing against his as she listened to the steady beating of his heart and let his warmth seep into her through the fabric of his shirt.

A smile tugged faintly at her lips as she heard his words and felt the gentle kiss that he placed on the top of her head. He was right, he wasn't the kind of man to want to try to change her or control her by making her give up her business so she would be dependent on him. She should have known better than to question him wanting her to give up the brothel.

She smiled back at him as he released her, laughing lightly at his suggestion of heading straight to bed and tilting her face upwards to meet his as he leaned in to kiss her.

"I promise I'll think on it," she vowed to him with a nod, resting her hands upon his chest and raising herself up on to her toes to plant a brief but loving kiss of her own upon his lips. As she lowered herself back down she smiled up at him, a playful glint shining in her eyes.

"And I think I am ready to go on and head to bed now," she told him with a smirk, her fingers playing with a button on his shirt and her voice dropping down to a sultry purr as she added, "I put something on just for you before I came tonight that I really hope you'll like."
 
“Didja now?” Andrew said a delightful smile rising to his face as he took in her words “Well then I cant think of anything more I want right now then to see what surprises you have in store with me”

He reached out cupping her face and giving her another deep smoldering kiss. He moved away and went to the door reaching out and looking it before gesturing at the bed.

“Go ahead and get yourself ready darling” He said smiling at her “I’ll be there in a second”

Once she was gone he began to turn off the lanterns illuminating his small home. Once they were out he closed the shutters locking the house up before quietly opening the back door. He did a quick walk of the perimeter making sure nothing was out of place or there was any cause to be alarmed. Being out of the towns limits meant that his home was an ideal target for any roving bandits or posse. So far nothing like that had happened but still he checked every night.

Once he was sure things were secured he went back into the house and locked the back door. He pulled his shirt off and let it hang on his clothing rack. His boots came next thrown off casually as he moved to the door of his bed room and gently opened it. He stood in the door frame shirtless and barefoot with nothing more than a pair black slacks to cover his body.
 
A soft mewling noise escaped from the back of Belle's throat as Andrew kissed her, her body leaning into him slightly before he moved away from her to lock the door and gestured toward the bedroom. When he told her to go ahead and he would be with her shortly she returned his smile, turning and casting a final heated glance back at him over her shoulder before heading into the bedroom and softly shutting the door behind her.

She wasted no time getting ready, her slender fingers moving to the buttons along the front of her top and undoing them one by one before slipping it off of her shoulders and draping it over the back of a nearby chair. Next she reached behind her and undid the ties of her skirt, slipping both it and then her petticoat down past the curve of her hips and letting them pool around her on the floor before stepping out of them and picking them up to set them aside as well. Finally, she sat upon the end of the bed and leaned down to undo the laces of her shoes, slipping them from her dainty stocking clad feed and sliding up onto the bed to wait for him clad only in her underthings now, not wanting to remove these as well and therefor deny him the pleasure of doing so himself.

Wrapped tightly around her hourglass torso was a black satin corset with an intricate floral pattern woven throughout it with white flossing, the sweetheart neckline edged in a delicate white french lace and nicely displaying the cleavage of her soft and amble breasts. Below this she wore a pair of short black satin bloomers, the bottoms edges also edged in lace and only reaching the upper parts of her creamy thighs. Sheer black stockings stretched over the curves of her long graceful legs, covering them up to where they were fastened just below the bloomers by white lacy garters to keep them from slipping down during the day.

She was lounging back against the headboard of the bed when she heard the door finally opening and looked up to see him standing in the doorway. Her heart beat quickened as she noticed that he was now only wearing his black slacks from before, a smile spreading across her lips as her eyes slowly took his bare arms, chest, and stomach in with great appreciation.

"Took you long enough," she teased him with a little smirk, her voice low and sultry, "I was beginning to get lonely."
 
He came in his eyes running up and down her body. The pleasure at her outfit made his eyes burn with desire and through his simple slacks his large cock could be seen twitching as it stirred. He walked in and closed the door behind them slamming it shut with a resounding thud as his adam apple bobbed and worked. His tongue flicked out over his lips as he eyes her taking the time to really appreciate her work and her body before he finally spoke.

“If I’d known you were wearing such an outfit I would have tore the door down sooner darling” He said smiling in pleasure as he moved over to her. His hands went down to the tie of his slacks picking it and pulling it as his pants loosened.
He let his pants drop stepping out of them as his long hard cock popped out. It bobbed in the air as he moved his balls swinging underneath his fat rigid cock. He moved to the foot of the bed and then stopped watching and looking at her as if she was a prize he couldn’t wait to unwrap.

“Darling you got a body an angel would cry over” He told her leaning down to kiss her feet before biting at her ankle “I’m not sure how it’s possible but your almost to pretty for the hot sorid things I want to do to you”

He came over to her side of the bed stroking her long hair. His cock bobbed mere inches from her face and even though it had yet to be touched precum oozed out of the tip as he leaned down and treated her with a passionate pleasure filled kiss.
 
The look on Andrew's face as he came into the room was more than worth the wait, and the effort Belle had taken into putting her little outfit together for him that day. There were definitely some perks to being the madam of a brothel, and access to especially finely crafted and alluring ladies undergarments was certainly one of them.

When he finally spoke she smiled at his words, a thrill of excitement pulsing through her as he moved towards her and undid the ties of his slacks, allowing them to drop to the floor and his large and already rigid cock sprang free. When he stopped at the foot of the bead to look at her again she found herself shifting slightly upon the bed sheets, her body feeling flushed and restless with anticipation. She sighed as he bent down and kissed her stockinged feet, smiling at his next words and gasping softly in surprise and pleasure as he nipped at her ankle.

Desire shone brightly in her deep blue eyes as she took him in, her eyes slowly moving from his hard cock bobbing in front of her face and oozing with precum and raking up over his entire body to smile up at him as he stroked her hair. When he finally leaned down and brought his lips to hers in a kiss she couldn't help but moan softly into the kiss with pleasure in response, her hand moving up to grip his shoulder and giving him a gentle pull so that he would join her on the bed.

"There's a lot of things about me an angel would cry over," she murmured against his lips with a bit of a smirk when they finally came up for air, "But please dear don't let that stop you from whatever it is you have in mind."
 
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“Oh maybe cry in jealously” Andrew teased back his mouth going to her neck to nip and kiss the sensitive skin. His hands ran all over her body touching her everywhere as the older sheriff sampled her body. One of his hands found its way to her ass and used it to pull her tighter against him. His cock slid between her legs rubbing at her through the silk as he attacked her neck. His nose ran up and down the sensitive line as he nipped sucked and kissed her.

He finally came up for air and sighed taking in her clothing with pleasure and sadness.

“As much as I love the outfit I think it’s time you get out of it my dear” He said grasping her panties and slowly pulling them down “At least this part!”

He tossed her panties to the side and dived in kissing down her mound. He reached her lips and pressed his own against them breathing in the sweet scent of her woman hood before diving in. His tongue flicked out against her clit hitting the small nub before sliding down her silken folds. He pushed his tongue into her pussy moaning in pleasure at the taste and scent as he lapped and licked eagerly.
 
Belle smiled at Andrew's teasing reply, her eyes drifting shut in bliss as he moved his mouth to her neck and began to sample the delicate and sensitive skin there. Tilting her head to the side so as to give his mouth better access and silently asking for more, her lips parted in a soft gasp of delight as his hands roamed her body and she felt him grab her ass to pull her tighter against him. The gasp then turning into a soft moan of pleasure as his cock began to rub and slide against her through the silken fabric of her panties and making her body squirm with anticipation in response.

She frowned slightly when he suddenly stopped, pulling back in order to take in her attire again. It was quickly replaced by another smile however at his words that it was time to get her out of the little outfit she'd assembled for him however and he began to slowly pull down her panties. She laughed lightly and nodded her agreement, lifting her hips and raising her ass up off of the bed a bit to help him as he removed them.

Her hands then moved to the front of her corset, beginning to undo the tiny hooks that ran down the front of it while releasing more soft sounds of enjoyment as he kissed down her mound and to her womanhood. She suddenly had to stop however, a sharp gasp escaping her when his tongue began to flick out and lick at first her clit and then down into her pussy. Her hands went down to the covers beneath her, bunching them tightly within her fists, her back stiffening and arching off of the bed slightly as he continued to lap at her sensitive flesh until her body grew wet and aching with need in response.

"Andrew!," she cried, breathing out his name with a pleasured moan.
 
“Now now now darling” He teased moaning as she gave his hair a slight tug “I think you better keep getting out of those undergarments while I take care of you down here”

He smirked in pleasure delighting in the way she reacted to him. He buried his nose deeper in her breathing in her womanly scents as his tongue wormed inside of her. Her sweetness and wet silken folds dripped onto his tongue giving him and hungry needy feeling. He kept going licking and lapping her teasing her with his tongue and breathing her in.

His hands began to move up and down her legs rubbing the skin. He found his way to her ass and began to knead the skin slapping it and moaning as the pert flesh jiggled. The lawman could be a kinky son of a bitch when with her a contrast to his usual reserved diplomatic personality. When he felt the last of her undergarments slide off of her body he rose his curved cock pressing against her folds as he leaned in and kissed her.

“I need you darling” He said to her a wicked grin on his face “And I aim to get you….”

He pressed forward burying himself in her. His curved cock slid into her body the fat mushroom head pressing against her g spot. He pushed forward once more and bottomed out inside of her filling her deeply and fully as he panted out her name. He let himself settle inside of her and dipped his head down kissing and biting at her neck as he began to pump in and out.

“That’s it baby” He cooed into her eat “God you make an old man feel good!”
 
Despite the distraction that Andrews mouth and hands caused as they continued to tease and toy with her body, Belle somehow managed to resume unfastening the tiny hooks running down the front of her corset until finally she was able slide the garment off of her and discard it onto the floor next to the bed. She was quickly rewarded for her efforts by the delicious feel of her lover's cock pressing against her opening as his lips met hers in a kiss, causing her to moan into the kiss with need as she wrapped her arms around him.

She gasped aloud as he pushed forward once, and then once again until his entire length was fully buried within her, stretching and filling her completely. The sound of her own name on his lips making her heart race as he panted it out in his desire. She found herself moaning out once again as he kissed and bit at her neck as his cock began to slide in and out of her wet silken folds.

She could feel his breath, hot against her ear and neck as he cooed to her, making her breathe out his name in response as her head fell back and her eyes drifted shut in pleasure. Despite their age difference, he certainly didn't feel like an old man to her. Her hands began to explore what parts of him she could reach, stroking and rubbing the skin of his strong sides, back, and shoulders in loving admiration as her body shifted beneath him and began to push back against him in time to his movements within her.

"Andrew you feel so good," she purred out in desire, urging him on, "Please...don't stop."
 
They moved together with his cock pulsating inside of her. He felt a feverish need for her a burning desire to take and take and take. In his long journey throughout life he never met a woman like her. A woman who brought so much out of her. The years of being a ranger took its toll on him marking him harder than perhaps he needed to be. Paradise Falls was a place for a second chance but it didn’t truly become that until he met that alluring Madame with the intense smoldering eyes. Their romance was what roused him in the morning what breathed in new life to his old bones.

His trembling hand reached out stroking her blond locks of hair. He leaned up to look at her his eyes still intense even though the skin around them was wrinkled. The way he looked at her! With such open love and affection. There could be no doubt that he found her beautiful….

Breathtaking

He leaned in kissing her deeply as his cock throbbed inside of her. He kept up the pace the sound of his balls clapping against her ass. The smell of sex filled the room as he continued to move in and out of her. His hands pressed against her back open palms burning skin as he buried himself in her neck and kept going. Her name fell from his lips open and wanton as he told her just how MUCH he needed her.
 
Belle opened her eyes when she felt Andrews trembling hand stroking her hair, the look that she saw in his eyes making her breath catch in her throat when she did. His eyes were like open windows, concealing nothing from her about what he felt for her. The way he looked at her was like a balm to her bruised and wary soul, smoothing over the pain and heartache of those who had hurt her in her past and making her feel completely beautiful and cherished instead...making her feel loved.

She'd thought she had experienced love in the past, but she understood now that she had not. This... This is what true love felt like.

Her lips eagerly met his as he leaned down to kiss her, a soft whine of need emitting from the back of her throat followed by a gasp as she felt the burn of his hands pressing against her back and his head dipped to her neck. Her heart clenched and then beat faster as she heard her name on his lips again and then his words as he open spoke of his need for her.

Overcome by emotion, she did her best to hold back the happy tears that threatened to spill forth but failed to do so, a couple breaking free and moistening her cheeks as she breathed out her reply to him in between her soft gasps and moans, confessing just how much she needed and loved him in return.
 
All to soon it was over.

He felt it that telltale sign that things were reaching their inevitable conclusion. He felt it from the tips of his toes to his hair. His entire body thrummed with energy and need. His balls clenched below tightening as they began to tremble and prepare.
“That’s it baby!” He moaned getting louder and louder.

He increased the tempo thrusting harder and faster. His balls clapped against her ass over and over again as his cock trembled and grew thicker inside of her.

“I love you!” He shouted out as his cock burst inside of her. His cum flowed filling her as he continued to thrust and ride out his orgasm. He panted and buried himself into her neck further sucking kissing and biting as he entire body went through the joys of an orgasm. His cum began to flow out of her surprisingly strong and virile for someone of his age.
 
As Andrew's moans grew louder so did Belle's, her own release quickly approaching. Words failed her as he began to thrust harder and faster within her, causing her to cry out in pleasure as her hands dropped from his body and gripped tightly to the bedcovers, her back stiffening and arching up off of the bed as her insides tightened around his swelling cock.

Suddenly the dam within her burst, the great wave of her orgasm that had built up within her breaking free and making her spasm around him and cry out again just as she heard his shouted profession of love and felt his hot cum began to flow into her, the evidence of his own climax. She let the waves wash over her, her arms wrapping around him again and holding him to her as she felt his mouth at her neck.

She turned her head, her lips placing light tender kisses along his brow.

"I love you," she murmured against his skin with a smile, her own skin lightly dampened with sweat now as her chest rose and fell beneath him.
 
She said she loved him and he groaned in pleasure. He moved off of her his body sticky with sweat and their sex. He slid his limp cock out of her and then rose climbing off the bed and back onto the wooden flooring. He leaned in kissing her deeply his tongue merging with her before he broke away.

“I love you” He said leaning in deeply kissing her. He broke the kiss and moved padding over to the bathroom. He came out moments later with a damp washcloth which he handed to her to help her clean up.

“I’m going to get something to drink” He said to her moving into the kitchen naked. He fixed them both another two glasses of tea and then came back sliding into bed with her and taking a sip of the tea. He let her get a drink and then reached over for her. He placed her on his chest and stretched out sighing in pleasure.

“Wouldn’t you like to do THAT every night” He asked her winking softly.
 
Belle smiled as Andrew announced that he was going to get something to drink, turning over onto her side in order to watch his backside with appreciation as he walked from the room. Once he was gone she took the opportunity to use the damp washcloth that he had provided her with to wash the sweat and sex from her body and then went and returned the used cloth to the bathroom before returning and sliding back under the covers and stretching out lazily as she awaited his return, her body feeling warm and satisfied after their lovemaking.

It wasn't long until he came back carrying a glass of tea for each of them. She thanked him as he got into the bed with her and handed her drink to her, taking several long swallows before setting it down on the nightstand next to her side of the bed. When he reached over to bring her on to his chest she happily complied, nestling against him and resting her head down beneath his chin and over his heart. She lifted it for a moment when he spoke, smiling at his little wink before lowering it again with a soft laugh.

"You do make a rather convincing argument," she admitted with a contented sigh as she listened to the steady beating of his heart beneath her ear.
 
“Well then I’ll just make sure to keep convincing you that way” Andrew replied chuckling to himself as his eye lids fluttered closed. His body felt achy and tired and so he turned giving her one last deep kiss before settling into the bed. His hand stroked her back up and down tracing her spine as they both settled in for the night.

“Good night darling” He said to her as he pulled her closer. He yawned and sank falling asleep in a matter of seconds and drifting off with her in his arms.

THE NEXT DAY

He awake early and after checking to make sure she was still asleep extracted himself. He paused to admire her in his bed and then moved going about the morning chores. He fetched them fresh water and toiletries and left them for her why he went about making breakfast. He made a simple plater of country hash and sat it on the table before going to rouse her.

He leaned in and kissed her hair before gently touching your back.

“Rise and shine darling” He said his tone soft.
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MARSTON JONES

The rooster roused him pulling him out the peaceful sleep he had become so accustomed to. No longer did he have to sleep with one eye open, no longer did a hand have to stay on his gun at all times. His weapons were buried out in the pasture padlocked in a simple wooden box. He kept his pistol but would never use it if he could help it. A man needed to defend his ranch but he hoped to never fire a shot again. No longer was he a bandit on the run the kind that slept fretfully.
He cleaned up for the day and pulled on a simple white shirt and matching jeans. His dusty brown overcoat and matching Stetson completed his work attire. He fixed himself a simple breakfast in the kitchen eggs and bacon with a steaming cup of coffee. He ate out on the porch admiring the land and every so often feeding scraps to the dog.

Once he was fed and ready he started his chores. He spent the morning tending to the ranch fixing what needed fixing and caring for the animals. Once that was done and they were secure he stepped inside washing up and putting on a nicer button-down shirt. He shaved his rough five o lock shadow and slapped some aftershave on before going to his horse outside.

“Come on boy” He said clambering onto his horse “Time to go”

He nudged the horse and they took off moving away from the ranch and onto the dusty trail. While he road he practiced his manners reminding himself how to ask for something and the polite way to eat. He didn’t have any experience with asking a father for a woman’s hand in marriage so he would have to make that up as he went along.
 
Feeling Andrew's hand upon her back Belle began to stir awake, a soft smile appearing on her lips in response to the familiar sound of his voice. She breathed a sigh and stretched a bit before rolling over upon the bed and blinking open her hazy and sleep filled eyes to look up at him, her smile widening a bit as she did. She was a little surprised to find him already dressed and out of bed and the scent of a freshly made breakfast filling the home.

"Good morning," she greeted him as she gave another little stretch to wake up her limbs, "Did I oversleep?"

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Rosalind awoke with the sound of the cock crow, smiling and excitedly rising out of bed to when she remembered how Marston had told her that he would be coming to speak with her pa around noon that day and then, assuming her pa said yes to letting him court her, the two of them would have their picnic together. She had no reason to believe that her father would say no however and so she happily began to get ready for the day.

She chose to wear a dress in a soft green shade that day that brought out the color of her eyes and, though she was sometimes prone to forgetting to do so in the past, she was careful to put on a work apron over the dress that day to protect it while she was doing her morning chores. She then pulled her hair back into a loose braid before heading downstairs to help her mother with breakfast, everyone sitting down together for a hearty breakfast of buttermilk biscuits covered in sausage pan gravy served with steaming hot coffee before parting ways to go about their morning chores.

After Rose's morning chores were completed she hurried back inside to fix a picnic lunch for her and Marston. She quickly went about making sandwiches for them both and then placing them in a basket along with some wild blackberries she'd picked herself a couple days prior, a couple left over slices of apple pie from dinner the night before, and a pair of mason jars filled with lemonade. After that was done it was nearing noon so she headed back to her room to get ready for his arrival, taking off her work apron and using the wash stand in her room to freshen up a bit. She then undid the loose braid that she had done with her hair before to keep it out of the way while she did her chores and fashioned it into a half up-do instead, pinning just the top section back away from her face and allowing the rest of her long red waves to fall freely.

With that she went back downstairs to sit in the parlor with her mother and practice her embroidery, ignoring raised eyebrow she got from her mother in response to the change in Rose's appearance as well as the fact that she hadn't put up an argument about practicing her embroidery for once.
 
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