Page 100 of Running with the Herd


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Us; this family, this life, together.

Coming back into the land of the living and out of my own head, Maverick comes into view, eyes already locked onto me, concern sweeping across his face.

“You okay, baby?” he asks, brows frowning down on his face.

I shake my head, bringing my thoughts back down into the here and now. “Yeah, sorry, spacedout,” I smile up to him and he leans down, plating a kiss on my forehead which makes my smile return.

“What time does the music start?” I hear Aunt Kay shout as her and Rhett are speeding towards us with a cooler full to the brim with my guess being beers amongst other alcohol.

Maverick checks his watch as she reaches us, placing a kiss on her cheek. “About fifteen or so minutes.”

I stand up and give her a hug before she takes the seat next to mine and winks at me.

Taking a small sip from my drink, my eyes flickers back to Maverick, who catches me watching him and produces the cheesiest grin he can muster, and a small laugh escapes me at his goofy face.

He looks content. Happy.

He looks like he’s finally home.

I catch him checking his watch and a frown sweep across his face, which makes mine look at him with concern.

Maverick nudges Jake, who looks at the time on his watch and throws him a wink as he moves away from him and over to Luke. Maverick looks up andonce again catches me staring at him, this time with suspicion written clear as day over my face.

I’ve never been any good at hiding my emotions through my face.

Maverick throws me a nervous smile before walking over to me. “I have to go for a little bit, baby, you gonna’ be okay on your own?” He says, planting a kiss on my cheek.

“Where y’all going?” I ask, signalling over to my brother and the boys.

“Do you trust me?” he asks with that famous boyish grin.

I rear back slightly at his choice of words.

Trust.

Do I trust him?

I look into his emerald, green eyes and see the light in them.

“Of course,” I smile up at him, as he leans down and plants a hard kiss on my lips.

“Back soon, Firefly.” He says as he lets go of me and walks towards the boys who’re waiting for him to put me down before they can leave to do what ever it is that they sneakily have planned.

Sitting back down in my seat, Aunt Kay leans over to me and places her head on my shoulder.

“You have no idea how happy it makes me to have my babies back together,” she says, and I smile down at her.

Still waiting for the music to begin, I keep looking around for the boys to reappear before it does start.

Ellie firmly on my daddy’s lap, where she spends the majority of her time if he’s around, I’m handed another drink from the cooler as my girls take their seats firmly next to me.

“Where have those idiots got to? Music’s about to start.” Hope scoffs as she takes a gulp from her beer.

“Probably gotten into trouble again,” Iris laughs and I smirk at her; it wouldn’t surprise me.

The sound booming from tapping on a microphone snaps our heads in the direction of the stage and Mrs Hamilton comes onto the huge stage alongside her husband both with microphones in their hands.

“How y’all doing tonight?” Mr Hamilton shouts through the speakers across the field and the audience lets out a huge cheer.