Wild Winter

Summer  I was sitting cross legged on my bed, a cosmopolitan magazine opened on my things. My best friend Katie laid beside me on her stomach, chin propped on her laced fingers. Her white blonde locks fan around her, shiny and smooth. I always envy her for her gorgeous hair, which go so well with her laughing blue eyes and stunningly white smile. She is so beautiful that you could easily mistake her for some glamorous model or fabulous actress. I smile at the thought, because that could not be further from her personality. Katie is a down home country girl, through and through. She is only happy when she is ankle deep in mud with one of her many animals. She does not dream of fame and fortune; her only dre

A few hours later it is finally four o'clock in the afternoon. My friends have been gone for ages, both of them sending me texts as if we didn't spend the whole morning together. Wilder and Wyatt are off in his room doing who knows what. Wilder has to leave for work in a few minutes. He has to be there at five, which is the time that the first of the kids should be arriving. It's almost as if he planned it that way to avoid the house full of screaming kids. I have just finished giving Val a bath since she came in from outside completely filthy. She is now sitting in the living room floor with the baby, watching Beauty and the Beast on dvd for the third time today. Van is in their room, cleaning up his side. Ricky is in the kitchen washing dishes to try to cut down on his time being grounded. I lift the clothes basket up and walk through the upstairs hallway, noticing not f

“I had no idea that you knew my full name.” I remark inanely, moving to lay against him. My head is on shoulder, my arm on his chest and my legs pressed tightly to the side of his.   “Yeah, well, you would be surprised by what I know about you.” He tells me. I'm staring over his chest at my wall, the room pitch black dark, as I try to adjust to the newness of the position I am currently in. “Anyways, I need to hear about all the names again. Wilder has told me them all before, a long time ago, but I forgot all but yours.” Wyatt says to me, his hand rubbing my back. “Ugh, horrible names. Seriously, after me, the hospital should have realized that Isolde sucks at naming children and they should have invoked veto power or something. Revoked her naming rights.” I mutter angrily. It's like she went out of

Later that night, the guys are taking the meat off of the grill as I finish up in the kitchen. I laid out a blanket in the yard, so that Ricky, Val and Van could have a picnic as they requested. I fix their plates and then carry them outside to them, passsing them out. Ricky runs and gets them each a can of Dr. Pepper that Wyatt bought. I make sure they have everything they need before I move over to the guys at the grill. I watch as Wilder flops the last burger on a plate. “Let's eat.” Wyatt says, giving me a smacking kiss on the lips, before he heads into the kitchen. I shoot a startled look at Wilder but he looks unfazed by it. He just grins and gestures for me to go before him. Wyatt just kissed me in front of my brother! What does that even mean? I kind of thought what we were doing was more of a casual, don't let anyone know type of deal. Yet, here he is, kissing my

Wyatt looks at me strangely, repeating “Upstairs?” I nod and point upwards. “You know, where my room is?” “Um.. Are you-” “Wyatt. Do you want to? Yes or no? Clock's a tickin'. Think long.. think wrong.." I'm out of expressions now, so I lapse into silence, waiting for his answer.  “Of course I do, but-” Oh, good Lord, this boy is going to talk it to death. I grab his hand and pull him up from the couch. “Good. That's more than enough thinking for the night. Come on.” I pull him up the stairs and into my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. The