“It’ll do until after the wedding,” she said. “Then I think I’ll stay here and help you out on the farm.”

“Really?” Shane asked with a big grin.

“Really?” Bill said from the doorway in the kitchen.

Shane shook his head. “When are you moving to Florida again?” he asked his father.

“Not soon enough,” Bill replied and popped back into the kitchen.

“You got that right,” Shane muttered and slung his arm around her. “Are you sure you won’t miss traveling from rodeo to rodeo?”

“I’ll get that fix by riding with you when you go,” she said. “Are you sure that you’re done with bull riding?”

“More than done with it,” he said. “All I want now is to build a new life with you and bull riding isn’t a part of that.”

“What about kittens?” she asked, sneaking a look over her shoulder at Bill who was still eavesdropping.

“No more kittens,” Bill said.

Shane leaned in to kiss her. “All the kittens you want.”

“I love you,” Reba said.

“I love you, too.”

The End