Typical Thursday Night

[Braeden Jackson]

It was just after eight pm on a typical Thursday in the Jackson Manor. Ryder was on his computer, doing god knows what. Jordan watching t.v. just like every Thursday night. Brett was in his room playing with his Lego minding his own business, and that left little Paisley.

Just like every Thursday night, just like Brae promised her, he was upstairs tucking his little girl in bed. He would carry her up the stairs on his back, flip her upside down and gently place her in her bed. Give her Bear and pull her blankets up to her shin then kiss her little nose. "What story should we read tonight?" he asked, and the same answer every week. 'The one about the princess' she'd tell him with her cute little smile. The one about the princess was one Brae had made up. It was about Princess Paisley and Mr Bear, he never got tired of telling it.

"Once upon a time..." he started "There was a Princess named Paisley, " he smiled down at her taking a seat bedside her on her bed. "Now she wasn't just any princess, she was a beautiful fairy princess who her mommy and daddy loves very much." Just like every time he'd tell her that story she's smile and her eyes would sparkle, it never got old to her, and for that he loved it. As the story went on for a few more minutes, Brae always tried not to make it too long because he knew she wouldn't make it to the end of the story if he did. "And Mr Bear and Princess Paisley laughed and played all day long....the end." he finished bending over and placing another gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Good night my princess, " he stated in a soft quiet voice, then stood up, turned off her light, and quietly walked out, closing her door half way on his way out.

[Kirsten Jackson]

Paisley listened, eyes sparkling as her daddy told her the story about Princess Paisley and Mr Bear. It was her favorite story. Paisley yawned as her daddy finished tell her the story. She liked to play with Mr Bear, and she thought Princess Paisley would to. After all, her Mr bear was her best friend, so naturally, Mr Bear in the story would be Princess Paisley's best friend. "G'night Daddy," Paisley said with another small yawn. "I love you," she whispered. and closed her eyes drifting off into sleep before her daddy had even made it out the door.[/size]

Kirsten smiled as she watched Brae carry Paisley up the stairs to bed. Thursday nights were the only day of the week where Paisley got into bed on time. taking a small sip of the tea she held in her hands, Kirsten watched from where she sat on the couch everything that was going on around her. Jordan was watching cartoons, Brett was playing by himself, and Ryder was.. well Ryder was doing what Ryder does best - being antisocial. It was only 7:30, but Kirsten already found herself tired. Maybe it was a result of having four kids to keep you busy everyday. But then again, it could have been her lack of Caffeine too. Who knows.

Kirsten was dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants, a white tank top, and one of Brae's over sized black hoodies. In all honesty, she was feeling very comfortable. After about twenty minutes, Kirsten got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. By know, Brae should have been almost done story time, which meant Kirsten could go in and say good night to the princess.

Putting her cup in the sink, Kirsten brushed her hands against her sweat pants to dry them. Turning around, the small blond made her way quietly up the stairs As she reached the top of the stair well, Kirsten saw Brae just walking out of the door. Kirsten smiled up at him as she passed by and ran her hand across his stomach. "I'll be right back don't move," Kirsten whispered as she silently pushed the door to paisley's room open and walked soundlessly across the floor. reaching Paisley bedside, she gave she small girl a kiss a the forehead and quietly said goodnight. Pulling the covers up a bit higher, Kirsten turned and walked out the door.

"I don't know how you do it," Kirsten said over her shoulder to Brae as she made here way to their bedroom pulling her hair up into and elastic. "She never does that for me." She turned around once she was in their room and smiled as she waited for Brae to catch up with her.

[Braeden Jackson]

As Brae quietly quietly shut the door behind him, looking up only to his Kirsten standing in front of him. He smiled, there was something about her that made him feel all warm inside when she was around. As Kirsten ran her hand over his stomach and told him not to move, he did as he was told, though he had a few questions running through his mind about that. "Yes Mame, " he joked in response and watched her disappear into Paisley's room.

As she came back and walked passed Brae, he couldn't help himself. Of course he starred at her ass, who wouldn't. Brae fallowed Kirsten into their bedroom, watching her put her hair up as he did so. Silently closing, and locking their door behind him as he entered. "I don't know either, i guess maybe because it's our time together. I don't know" he said with a slight smile as he approached Kirsten wrapping his arms around her.

"But, if I'm correct i think her time with me is over for the night, and i don't have anymore plans that I'm aware of..." he said with a slight devious smile. Looking her in the eyes, Brae leaned in a gave her a kiss. Only to pull away a few moments later. "But if you have plans I'm sure there will be other times that we could get together..." he stated in a joking manor.

[Kirsten Jackson]

Kirsten knew Brae was staring at her ass. He always did, so why wouldn't he this time? "Watch your eyes bud," Kirsten said teasingly looking over her shoulder with a small wink. If he had been any other guy, she would have had to have killed him. But seeing as it was Brae, she didn't really want to kill him. "Mmhmm," Kirsten muttered softly trying not to role her eyes at Brae. He thought he was all that, and she had to love him for that, but his smugness was still at time a tad annoying? But then again, Kirsten knew she was exactly the same way.

Smiling as she turned to see Brae lock the door behind them, Kirsten raised a questioning eyebrow. Kirsten sighed slightly in contentment as Brae wrapped his arms around her. Snaking her own thin arms around him, Kirsten rested her forehead on his chest. She could hear his heart beating, and feel him breathing. Both of which were promising. After all if he wasn't doing them, Kirsten would have to question once again whether or not he was human. Smirking slightly at the next thing he said, Kirsten looked up into his eyes.

"But, if I'm correct i think her time with me is over for the night, and i don't have anymore plans that I'm aware of..."

"Oh really," Kirsten said. "So only now that you have nothing to do, you have time for me?" She questioned sarcastically, her eyebrows arched slightly in question. "Are you saying, that I come after everything else now?" Kirsten said smirking. She was fishing for attention, and wanted to play with Brae's mind a bit. But after being married for 15 years, you'd think he'd probably be used to it. Smiling, Kirsten kissed brae back as he kissed her.

"But if you have plans I'm sure there will be other times that we could get together..."

Rolling her eyes, Kirsten gave a small sigh. "Well actually," Kirsten said. "I still have to make sure that Ryder doesn't spend all night on the computer. I have to make sure that Jordan and Brett make it to bed on time, and don't make it into the junk food again." Kirsten paused grinning up at Brae. "Lets see what else do I have to do tonight. After all, my life is so busy between work, the kids and tending to your every need." Kirsten voice was soft as she teased Brae. Looking up into his eyes, She smiled once again, wondering what he would have to say back to her.

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae smiled as he was told to watch his eyes, "Why? you know you love it." he commented as he continued to stair. Brae knew Kirsten loved the attention, and he was more then happy to give her all the attention she needed. Brae noticed the small smirk that appeared on her lips as she started to talk again. "Have i ever put you after anything else? Do i not put you first on my priority list, have i never gone out of way way for you before?" he said half jokingly, half serious. He knew that she was only joking around but still.

"And love i always have time for you, " he smiled down at her. It was the truth, there was never a moment in his life that he hasn't been there for her when he was needed most or even not needed at all. Brae would do anything for her, and he hoped that after 15 years of marriage, plus all the years before that that they were together that she would know that.

As Kirsten began to list all the things she had to do still, Brae couldn't help but to smile. Brett and Jordan's bed time wasn't for another hour at least and Ryder, well Brae could always deal with him later, because he knew he wouldn't listen to her until after the tenth time she'd tell him. But Brae didn't really care about all that right now, he wanted to spend some time with her and wasn't going to give up until he did.

"Ok well you have fun with all that, " he said as he let go of Kirsten and made his way over to their over sized bed. Climbing on to it Brae layed on his back with his head on the pillows. "I guess I'll just have to stay here in this big over sized king size bed, all by my lone some then." he said and managed to keep a straight and serious face. Brae knew Kirsten well enough to know that she would give in eventually, but hoped she would sooner or later.

[Kirsten Jackson]

"Have i ever put you after anything else? Do i not put you first on my priority list, have i never gone out of way way for you before?"

Kirsten smiled bitting her bottom lip, Kirsten considered her possible answers. She could be a smart ass, or she could just be slightly sarcastic. But what to chose. Both were good options. Being a smart ass could not end up being as productive though, but at the same time, only being sarcastic wouldn't give her the satisfaction that she was looking from. Considering these two things, Kirsten thought for a minute. Finally she decided on a combination of both.

"Well I have to wonder if I'm first on your priority list any more," Kirsten said looking up into Brae's dark eyes. "Sure when we're together you say I'm the most important, but I dunno anymore," she teased with a small smirk. Kirsten knew that Brae loved her above anything else, but that didn't mean she couldn't torture him a bit. "Who knows, you don't spend a lot of time with me anymore. You always seem to be busy. Maybe you could have a new love and I would know nothing about it." Kirsten knew she was going to pay for that comment, but she couldn't help her self, she had to say it.

"Ok well you have fun with all that, " he said as he let go of Kirsten. "I guess I'll just have to stay here in this big over sized king size bed, all by my lone some then." he said.

Kirsten rolled her eyes, he was so smug. "Oh I will," Kirsten said turning to head toward the door. Stopping at the door, Kirsten heard the second thing Brae said to her. "Dork!" she said with a small giggle of mirth. Picking up a pillow of one of the chairs that was on the wall beside the door, Kirsten through it at Brae. "If I had half a mind, I'd leave this room," she said crossing her arms over her chest.

Reaching for the door handle, Kirsten looked back over at Brae. "What are you going to do to stop me from leaving?" Kirsten asked giving Brae a challenging look. In all honesty, the small blond did wonder what Brae would do. It seemed every time she decided to do something like this, he would always think of a new and interesting way to stop her. "You best hurry," Kirsten said with a devious smile unlocking the door. When it was unlocked, she glanced back up at Brae giving him another opportunity to stop her.

[Braeden Jackson]

The smile that had been playing upon his lips had slowly disappeared. He knew Kirsten wasn't being serious about anything she was saying, but it still hurt him to hear it. He couldn't believe that she would even say that, even as a joke. Brae would never do that to her, she meant the world to him, and she knew it. Brae opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Turning his head slightly so that it was now in the direction of Kirsten, Brae watched as she slowly made her way to the door. He said nothing, he simply just layed there watching her. As she through the pillow at him he caught it and placed it on the bed beside him. Hearing what she had to say Brae simply shrugged his shoulders and gave a little smile.

As she asked what he was going to do, Brae gave no answer. In all honesty he had no idea of what he was going to do, or even if he was going to do anything at all. As she unlocked the door and looked back for the second time Brae sat up. Taking off his shirt and tossing it too the ground. Not saying anything at all, he sat there and returned her a devious look. He knew that was one of her weak points, and found it rather amusing to use it against her at any given opportunity. After a few moments of looking her in the eye, Brae returned to his original position he had been in for the past ten minutes or so. He wasn't going to do anything to stop her is she wanted to go be with the children, but she had to know he wasn't about to move his ass off the bed anytime soon to help her with them.

[Kirsten Jackson]

Kirsten couldn't help but notice the smile that had been paling across Brae's features was slowly fading. She knew she meant the world to him, and ok maybe her last comment had been a bit harsh. But c'mon, it was Kirsten. He had to realize she said things with out thinking. As Brae did nothing to stop her from leaving the room, Kirsten pressed her lips tightly together. Slowly, she closed the door behind her and locked it once again. For a while, Kirsten just stood there watching him from across the room. She knew he was mad at her, but she wasn't sure how mad yet. Bitting her bottom lips, Kirsten sighed. Brae had the strangest ways of showing his emotions. When he was mad, he went really quiet and didn't talk to her. When he wasn't mad he was a total jerk. It was almost like his actions always were the opposite of what he was really feeling.

As Brae took his shirt of, Kirsten crossed her arms over her chest. Oh so you want to play that way do you? she thought smirking. Fine/i] she thought. Two can play this game Jackson. She noticed his little smile, and she knew she was pissing him off, or at least mildly annoying him. But hell, it was her job after all. If she wasn't there, who would be there to bother Brae every morning when he woke, multiple times during the day and then again before he fell asleep at night? No one thats who. Rolling her eyes, Kirsten let out a heavy sigh. "I hate you," she said in a loving sort of way. "You know that right?" The small bland asked not sure if she was going to get an answer of not.

Slowly, Kirsten made her way over to where Brae lay on the bed not taking her eyes off of his. Arms still crossed over her chest, Kirsten stuck her bottom lip out pouting slightly. She was mocking him again. "Aww poor Brae," she said in a whinny voice. "No one understands you," Kirsten said teasingly. "Well ok maybe I do, but I don't count obviously." she added with a small smile. Still pouting, Kirsten gave another small smile. "Aww.. don't be mad Brae, you know I was only playing," Kirsten said after a minute as she climbed up onto the bed and sat on top of him.

Gently Kirsten pushed his hair away from his face. Leaning forward, Kirsten placed a soft lingering kiss on his lips. "What ever shall I do to you?" She asked pulling away from the kiss after a moment. "You know this means war, and I will get even with you," Kirsten paused grinning deviously down at him. "But if you're not going to talk to me, then I guess I should just leave then," she said with a small sigh pouting slightly. Slowly Kirsten started to move away from Brae. She shrugged her shoulders lightly giving him her best, 'Oh well I tried look' as she waited for him to do something.

[Braeden Jackson]

Hearing her lock the door once again, Brae couldn't help but to think that he won the first half of the small little war that was going on. He knew she would give in, she did everytime. Brae was laughing inside but he didn't want her to know that just yet. As Kirsten kindly stated that she hated him, Brae simply shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps oui, perhaps non, " he stated as his smile reappreared on his lips.

As Kirsten made her way over to the bed, and sat on him he smiled. As she moved in and placed a soft lingering kiss on his lips Brae kissed her back. He honestly did want it to end, and he never wanted them to grow up. Even though they had four kids, they still liked to play their little games, that they always played. In a way, Brae thought it was a way that they proved their love for one another.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" he stated rather quickly but with excitment. Brae took his hands and placed them around her waist. "And please, feel free to do what you wish." he smiled mischeviously. Brae could honestly careless what she did as long as they got to spend time with one another.

[Kirsten Jackson]

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Kirsten smirked pleased with herself as she heard what Brae had to say. Did she know how to get her man to do what she wanted or not? As Brae grabbed her by the waist so she couldn't get away from him Kirsten shook her head in amusement. "It's about time you talked," Kirsten said with a sigh. Smiling, Kirsten brushed a piece of hair out of her blue eyes. She loved Brae to death, but she had to admit that there were times when he could drive her insane. But hell, after a lifetime of knowing Brae, Kirsten wasn't sure what she would do without him.

"And please, feel free to do what you wish."

Kirsten raised an eyebrow questioningly. If you didn't know Brae, you may have thought that was just a simple comment of slightly cockiness back about her wondering what she should do with him. But Kirsten knew better than that. She knew the meaning behind what Brae said. Rolling her eyes, Kirsten tired without success not to smile. "Dork," she said again with a small giggle.

Uncrossing her arms, Kirsten poked Brae lightly in the ribs. Although they were no longer 17, Kirsten knew she and Brae still tended to act like they were. Shaking her head slightly, Kirsten leaned close to Brae and kissed him softly again. She let the Kiss last for a few moments knowing she was only making Brae want more. For a moment, Kirsten deepened the kiss, but just as suddenly she pulled away.

Still looking Brae in the eyes, Kirsten hadn't moved that far away from Brae. She was still bent at the waist, her face only a few inches away form him. "But what my love, do you wish that I would do to you?" Kirsten said her words soft, as a devious smiled played across her pink lips.

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae serious face had disappeared and his smile had returned to it's place on his lips. "Thank you, " he stated as Kirsten kindly called him a dork. Feeling her poke him in the ribs made him look her in the eyes. Brae was so used to that now he didn't even flinch when she did it.

As she leaned in and kissed him, he was more then happy to return it. Brae still had his hands around her waist and didn't really plan on moving them just yet. Feeling her pull away he smiled and looked her in the eyes again waiting for her next move.

Hearing what she had to say next Brae could think of things but wasn't really sure if he wanted to really go there or not. "Anything honestly." he started. "I couldn't careless, if we were just to lay here and talk, or if we were to just play around and say i pin you to the ground and do this." he said then poked her in the side, he knew that always tickled her and so he smiled. "Or even if you wanted to, we have an hour to ourselves right now to do dirty dirty things, but we could always save that for later when we have more time after the boys are in bed." he smiled deviously.

Honestly he didn't care. Most people would think that he was all about sex all the time, but honestly he wasn't. There are times where he just loves lying there with her in his arms and talking about things, or even acting like they were 17 again. "But you decide my love, it's up to you." he said as he looked her in the eyes.

[Kirsten Jackson]

"You're very Welcome my dear," Kirsten said as Brae thanked her for calling him a dork. "It is after all my job to call you names" she teased with a smile. As Brae didn't even flinch as she poked him, Kirsten gave a small sigh. Obviously she had done that way to many times that it didn't bother him any more. "I need to find something new to bother you with," Kirsten said pushing her blond hair out of her eyes. She smiled down at him. Bitting her bottom lip, Kirsten pushed Brae gently in the chest. She knew it wouldn't hurt him, but once again, she managed to hurt herself. "Ow," Kirsten said shaking her hand as if that was going to make the pain stop. "What are you? Made of iron or something?" Kirsten asked jokingly flexing her hand.

As Brae kissed her back, Kirsten instinctively move her weight against him. However, to her disappointment the kiss didn't last long enough for her. But hell she was being a tease for Brae, so she would just have to deal. After all, she would eventually get what she wanted, but she would just have to be patient. She could do that right? It wasn't lie she still had her temper from when she was fifteen - ok maybe she did, but it was no where near as bad. Listening to what Brae was saying Kirsten smiled. He had grown up a lot since they were younger and she had to admit she was proud of him for not being about sex all the time like he used to be.

As Brae poked her in the side, Kirsten squeaked and flinched away from him. "Jerk," she said in a loving sort of way. Listening to what else Brae was saying, Kirsten started to laugh. Not at him - well ok at him.. But not in a mean way. She loved him to death, he was just rather childish at times.. But she wasn't saying that she was any better because she wasn't. And out of the two of them, Kirsten was probably the worse. "Dirty dirty things?" Kirsten said with a deviously smile as she kissed his neck. "And what would those things be?" Kirsten asked pretending to be clueless placing a kiss on his jaw line and then another on the other side of his neck. Pausing what she was doing, Kirsten waited for an answer.

"But I want you to choose," she said grinning in a cat like fashion. Kirsten honestly didn't care what they did, and she wasn't choosing. She knew they should probably wait until the boys were in bed, but she could bring herself to say that. So therefore she was handing the decision over to Brae to make. Rolling to the side, Kirsten squirmed her way so she was lying down beside brae, but she was still in his arms. She'd done this many times before so it wasn't really that hard of a thing to do. Resting her head on his chest, Kirsten could hear his heart beating. Well that's a good sign, she thought using her nail to draw random things on his stomach. At least we know he has a heart - which means he must be human.

Placing a soft kiss on Brae's lips, Kirsten smiled slightly as she pulled away. Using one of her small hands, she gently placed it on the side of his cheek. Unlike normal, her hands actually felt warn against his skin instead of the ice cubes they normally were. "I love you," She said softly looking into Brae's eyes. She meant i with all of her heart and she knew Brae would know that. Smiling, she let her hand slowly drop from his cheek down to his chest. Babe I have this sudden erge to play football," Kirsten said with a small giggle as she rested her head against his chest once again. Still giggling slightly at herself, Kirsten wrapped her arms around Brae and hugged him. "C'mon get up. We're going outside." She said this looking up at Brae once again as she tried to sit up. She wasn't sure if he'd actually let her go or not but she figured she'd find out sooner or later.

[Braeden Jackson]

Shaking his head slightly as Kirsten had yet again managed to hurt herself in attempt to her him Brae smiled. "When will you learn..." he teased. Listening to her laugh made him feel warm inside. He loved her laugh, he always has. "First i was a Dork now i'm a Jerk, god what's next?" he stated in a jokingly fashion. Braeden loved spending time like this with Kirsten, it brought back memories from the past, and it also alloud them to just forget about the kids for a few hours and just be with each other. He always looked forward to their time together, because it was never a dull moment even if they were just lying there talking about their day.

As Kirsten placed a kiss on his neck, then another on his jaw line, Brae heard her question but it didn't really resgester in his mind. He simply layed there with he smile. In all honesty Brae wasn't really in the mood just then for sex. He was rather enjoying just lying there with her in his arms. Feeling Kirsten wiggly her way down so that she was lying beside him and no long sitting on his abs Brae sqeezed her tight and placed a soft kiss on her forhead. "I love you " he said back quite seriously, Brae had loved her since the day he first saw her and he wouldn't lie about that.

Hearing her giggle Brae smiled wondering what was going to come after her smile giggle fit. Hearing her say she wanted to go play football, was not what he was expecting at all, but loved the idea anyways. Listening to her tell him to get up, he smiled then did as he was told. "Yes mame." he joked placing a small kiss upon her lips. Brae put his shirt on and sat on the edge of the bed. "Come on, " he said indicating her to get on his back. Once she was on, he wrapped his arms around her legs to prevent her from falling.

Standing up, Brae made his way out of their room and into the hall. As they came up to Ryder's room, brae stopped and opened the door. Walking in he turned to Ryder, "Come on we're going to go play a little game of tackle football with your mom, show her how it's done." he told his son with a smile. Then turned around and walked out of him room, leaving the door open behind him.

Hearing the door of his room open Ryder didn't know what to expect. Seeing it was his father he smiled as he saw what he was caring on his back. "Good work out there dad?" he stated in a joking maner about his mother. Hearing his dad tell him to come play football with them he was quick to get up and agree to play. Ryder never turned down a good game of tackle with his dad, he loved it. Ryder followed them out of his room closing the door behind him so no one could see in.

Making his way down the stairs, Kirsten still on his back, and Ryder close behind them Brae was getting excited about this little game of tackle. Once entering the family room where Jordan and Brett were, Brae walked over to the t.v. and turned it off. "Come on, get off your butt, come play football, show your mother how real men play." he smiled. "Jordan buddy, grab the football." he said as he began to make his way to the back door.

Once outside he placed Kirsten down in the grass and ran ahead. "Pass Jord." he said as he held his hands out. Recieving the ball for Jordan, Brae smiled. "Nice throw, you guys make the teams." he smiled, hoping they wouldn't fight about this too much. "Ry go long." he stated as he got in position to throw the ball.

Hearing his dad telling him to go long he perposly ran infront of his mother to catch the flying ball. "Saved your life, " he said as he caught the ball in mid air. "Ok, i'll be with dad, and Jordan and Brett you can be with mom," he smiled deviously. He knew the teams weren't fair, but he didn't care and he knew his brothers would be ok with it, well even if they weren't they would have to deal with it.

[Kirsten Jackson]

Kirsten rolled her eyes as Brae asked her is she was ever going to learn. "Never," She said simply with a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of her light pink lips. As Brae asked what name she was going to call him next Kirsten giggled. "What about Lover?" Kirsten questioned giving him her best 'innocent' look. She knew he would see right through it, but she didn't care. After all when had she ever been innocent? She was a Fraser. Like seriously.

As Brae said he loved her, Kirsten knew that he meant it, and she loved hearing him say it. She could never doubt that he didn't love her, but it was still nice having him reassure her of his feelings every now and then. As Brae got up and placed a quick kiss on her lips, she smiled. As he stood up and put his shirt back on Kirsten pouted slightly. "But I liked it better off," she said in a whinny voice pouting. However she wasn't able to pout long before she started giggling again. Sitting up on the bed, Kirsten watched as Brae came back to the bed and told her to get on his back. "Yes!" She said with a giggle. "I don't have to walk!" Getting on Brae's back so he could give her a piggy back, she wrapped her arms lightly around his shoulders in case he decided to drop she'd be able to hang on.

As they made it out the door and down the hall, Kirsten ducked her head slightly - even thought she didn't have to - as they walked through the doors so she wouldn't hit it. As they came to Ryder's room, Kirsten watched as Brae opened the door and told Ryder to come out and play football with them. As she heard Ryder's cocky little comment, she narrowed her eyes. "You're lucky I can't reach you right now budy. Otherwise I would make it so you could never reproduce and there would be no mini Ryder's running around this world to torment they're mother!" She grinned evilly.

As she was carried down the stairs, Kirsten closed her eyes and clung a bit tighter to Brae afraid she was going to fall. How many times had she fallen down the stairs? To many to count. As she heard Brae talking to Brett and Jordan, Kirsten couldn't believe what he was saying. He was so smug! "Excuse me?" She said in mock shock. "Real men? If I remember correctly mister Jackson I beat you last time we played football. I think me and the boys should show you how a real game of football is played." She said this shaking her head trying not to burst out laughing.

Once they were outside and Jordan had come outside with the football, Kirsten felt Brae place her back on the ground and then watched as he ran a head to catch the ball that went flying past her head after Jordan had thrown it. She watched as the ball was thrown long to Ryder, but wasn't really paying attention as to where it was going and hadn't noticed it was headed in her direction until Ryder grabbed it out of the air right in front of her. "Braeden!" She said after Ryder said he saved her life. "Are you trying to hit me?" She asked narrowing her eyes at her husband. As the teams were made, Kirsten smiled. "Fine but we start with the ball," She said holding her hands out so she could catch the ball that was going to be thrown at her.

Catching the ball, Kirsten quickly told Brett and Jordan what they were going to do. Giving the ball to Jordan to hut to her, Kirsten smiled. "You boys ready?" She asked overly sweet. She knew that either Brae or Ryder was going to tackle her so she couldn't move so her plan was to get the ball away from her as soon as possible so that if they came after her then the ball would already be gone. "C'mon we're waiting" She teased smiling.