#onlydevilsleft

Despite being the oldest Riley daughter and despite her lifelong friendship with the Dutton kids, Beth always seemed to gravitate toward the hands and other members of the work force that really kept both ranches up and running. More and more, she's finding herself gravitating toward Kade. Just this morning she'd caught him outside the stables and tempted him with a free afternoon spent at the carnival in town, promising that she'd let him free when the others arrived so that they could have their own fun. She should have guessed that Kade might have been a couple beers into his day off by the time she picked him up but it wasn't her place to say anything. Nor when he had a couple more on the fairgrounds themselves. He wasn't unsteady on his feet, he wasn't any more belligerent than a hand typically is. And he's awfully determined to win Beth a prize while she holds onto the pink candy-floss cone she was holding and taking pinches from now and again. "Okay," Beth laughs and it sounds like breezes dancing through aspen leaves. "Okay. One more." It is so clear that she wants to ask about the horse. Even here with the ground based roller coaster, the balloon rides, Ferris wheel, and so on....her favourite is the carousel with the hand-painted antique horses. She shifts the candy to the crook of her arm and claps excitedly when he manages to ring the bell. His smile is beautiful and when he looks down at her and speaks her mind she nods. "Yep," and just like that, she's ignoring the barker in favour of brushing a sugar-sweet kiss at the corner of his jaw. All that's bright and good in the world shines in her eyes and in her cheeks as she blushes and settles back down to her feet. "Uhm. Yeah. I mean. I'll take the uh..."

Faith's in the tiny bathroom when there's a knock at the door. She turns the water off, gently wrings out a grey tshirt and leaves it where it is while she hauls buns out to greet the pizza delivery guy --- fifteen minutes late but she's hungry enough where she barely cares. Only, it's not the delivery guy standing there when she opens the door, "You lost?"

“you don’t have to stay with me, ya know? i know they need you.”

              "I’d ask if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, but that’s such a negative thought process. I like to think of myself as a glass-half-full kinda vampire and, as such, prefer to see this as me being in the right place at the right time. See? Positivity.” @onlydevilsleft​ // cara

The confines are tight and he doesn’t like them any more than she does, though he can honestly say that he hadn’t been expecting to find her in the same closet. It wasn’t that he feared John Dutton, but he didn’t want to explain himself being half-dressed and prowling the halls, slipping from one room to the other. Nor does he want to explain what exactly he was looking for because he likes all his remaining pieces where they are. He lets Beth attack him with the same kind of indulgence Lee might have. It isn’t until she gets to the pertinent parts that he raises an objection that starts with the famous Riley smile, the one that shows off his teeth to full advantage, and they are every bit as sharp, as pointed, as his little sister’s. “First of all, Bethany, while you are a beautiful and capable woman, I would sooner stick my dick in sulfuric acid than so much as show it to you. And even if I didn’t legitimately fear you chewing it off with them lower teeth of yours, I count Rip as one of my friends. “Second, that’s where I came from and she’s gonna start wondering where I went if I don’t get back, so you lecturing me is only delaying that. Though I will point out, I have never wolf-whistled at Cara once. I got me some manners, thank you very much. And as for that last bit?” He leans in and down. Puts his mouth so very close to her ear that she can’t help but hear him. “You can tell her whatever you want, honey, an’ she’ll make up her own mind, without you babying her.” He shifts long enough to brush a brotherly kiss to her temple. When he straightens, he tips his imaginary hat to her. “Ma’am.”

Beth sat on her husband’s lap. To say that they had both had a long day was an understatement but all days were like that recently. The things that she was handling were overwhelming her, and the only that understood was Rip. She would like to think that he felt that way about her and how they connected. So once the fire was dying out she hummed as she budged on his legs. “I found another animal torn up, I think we need more fences. Do you need to me help you with that or have you got it?” She smirked.

Out of all the times she’d heard some iteration of that, it’d never been followed by anything good...  Jane felt every muscle tense, almost instinctual.   “ Okay... “    Her response came slow, drawn out in a way that indicated she wasn’t all that keen on finding out what he was gonna say next.    “ I’m calm. I can stay calm.   ----- Tell me what’s going on, now. “