59 REALITY

After 9 hours of sitting, Francisca plane finally touched down at the Paris airport.

*****

Waking up to the sweet aroma of caffeine and freshly baked bagels and brownies, Rose sniffed around as she stood up from the bed rubbing her closed eyes at the same time trying to make her way to the door.

Once in the hallway she opened her eyes to see Andrew in the kitchen and an apron around him. Smiling to herself 'Oh, how much more lucky could I have been?'

*****

Looking up he saw his woman, he had seen her through his peripheral view at the same time caught her smiling and heaving a sigh of relief.

He was happy, she was finally his woman.

He was still going to check on the young man. He needs to make sure he was okay. Bobby had been entrusted to him by R.J Calhoun and he will make sure to keep his promise to the end.

"Come down honey," Andrew said "I prepared breakfast."

Rose smiled "Inna bit." Rose said, as she ran back in to brush and shower.

*****

Sitting inside the bunkhouse the other men looked dead serious.

Smiling Bobby took a handful of potato chips, he threw two Gus's way and stuffed the rest into his mouth. "Yeah, why are y'all so serious? Not like it's a bad idea, is it?" He asked dragging his attention away from Pookie who was staring nonstop at Gus to look at the three men.

Marty felt like his eyes were falling out of their sockets while Shorty looked all serious as if not understanding a little bit of what Bobby was saying while Dusty was shocked to see Bobby so relaxed and even smiling.

"So the gal left? for what, Baking sch...?" Shorty was cut off by Marty who asked "What about the Wedding and all other stuff you planned?"

"The wedding can still hold if Francisca gets her degree in baking and pastry, we promised to keep in touch and when she's through if maybe there's still feelings between us we could still say I DO. And yeah Shorty, Franci went to a baking school in Paris France to fulfill her dreams of being a great baker." Bobby said.

"And you are ok?" Dusty asked.

"Me?" Bobby asked grinning. "Yea, I am."

"What of the auntie?" Marty asked.

"erm, she's gonna be staying I guess." Bobby answered.

"And why is that?" Marty asked.

"You seem to have left your brain with the Lynette's, you don't seem to know what's going on in the ranch lately." Dusty said.

"I think there's still gonna be a wedding tomorrow." Bobby said bolting up from his seat.

"I'm gonna go talk to Andrew."

"Oh, I didn't understand the chemistry between the auntie and Andrew but I think I do now." Marty said, smiling.

"I need to go get a good suit," Shorty said.

"What you need a suit for? it's not your wedding is it?" Dusty asked.

"Hahahahha, I haven't heard a joke in a long time now." Shorty said as he left with Pookie.

Running after bobby Marty asked "Who's gonna be the best man?"

"Best man? I dunno, but certainly not me you could be with Sandy." Bobby said.

"Oh that's gonna be great and I think I'm gonna need a ring," Marty said smiling "Maybe I could propose to her tomorrow and finally give my mother a grandchild."

"That's great news." Bobby said, thinking about Francisca and what she might be up to. He would give her a call later to check on her.

*****

"Come in." Andrew said looking at the door.

Stepping in Bobby saw Aunt Roro doing the dish and greeted "Good mornin'."

"Morning," Rose said.

"Andrew can we talk? maybe in private?" He still wasn't sure about how far Aunt Roro and Andrew had gone in the relationship and he didn't wanna say anything stupid that might provoke any of the two.

"Marty, you here too?" Rose asked. "Why don't you two sit for Breakfast? we just had bagels and brownies with coffee there's still some left."

"I'm good, OK." Marty said.

walking over to Rose he raised an eyebrow and she nodded.

Walking out of the house together, Andrew had his hands in his pockets.

*****

CHECK OUT MY NEW STORY 'ANNIE'S PERFECT HUSBAND'

*****