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Tate had lifted Kenzie up and pushed her back against the wall faster than she even had time to process it but her body reacted quickly, legs wrapping around his waist as their lips pressed together. She could already feel him getting hard in his jeans and she tightened her grip around his waist to bring his hips in closer. “Tate.” She mumbled his name against his lips, the hand on her breast making her moan softly. She’d been nervous about this all day and now that all seemed so silly. This was the next step for them and she wanted to make him happy more than she could express. Her arms wrapped around his neck, one hand tangling in his hair as she moved to kiss at his neck, aching for more friction between them but waiting for him to make that move.

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coachmitchum​:

“Me too,” he said while casting a glance in her direction. Not many people saw this side of Tate: the relaxing, enjoying the summertime air and having nowhere else to be. Tate didn’t show it to many people, but he was excited to let Kenzie in. Something about her made Tate want to slam his foot down on the pedal and take them away to a place where he could just be Tate and she could just be Kenz. He didn’t want to think about anyone else’s opinions or concerns for tonight. “Cutest guy in town? Well, I appreciate the compliment, Ms. Davenport.” 

She smiled at the way he spoke to her. The ease of which always found something sweet to say to her and the confidence with which he did. Tate Mitchum was a man that Kenzie had her eye on for as long as she could remember. He’d been off limits of course, having dated her older sister and broken her heart long ago. But things felt different now, safer. She leaned her head back as he drove and watched him, appreciating the sharp line of his jaw. “I mean, I haven’t met anyone cuter than you but if he’s out there I’m not interested.”

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magnolia-bishop​:

“That’s ‘cause Miss McKenzie Davenport not only has a date, but it is none other than Coach Tate Mitchum.” She teased lightly, a gentle smile on her lips, “They’re judging, but Tate’s been real sweet on you I’m glad he is your date.” Magnolia approved. She’d threatened him and he kept continuing to prove her initial thoughts wrong. “Oh stop, you’d look amazing in anythin’, red is just my favorite on you.” But she always did enjoy their shopping trips. “Ya think? I keep pickin’ at them and Lou keeps catchin’ me.”

“Who knew that showin’ up with a date would draw this much attention.” She shook her head, never someone who liked any amount of attention on herself. “I just feel like people need to mind their own business sometimes but I know that ain’t how things go around these parts.” Kenzie smiled up at her best friend, letting her eyes fall on the blonde and grinning wide. “It really means a lot to me that you’re bein’ so supportive. I know you have your doubts, everybody does, but he’s not like that with me.” She wasn’t sure if she could guarantee anything for the future, but for right now, Kenzie was happy. “You need to leave the dang flowers alone because they are perfect, just like you, Mags.”

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Roman turned his head towards her. “Cause I am,” he gave her a look before he turned his head to look ahead of him, making sure to keep his eyes on the path in front of him. “Okay, I’m intrigued… Now all you gotta do is pick the right take out and I’m yours for the night, Davenport.” His tongue brushed along his lower lip as he turned his head to look over at her. Kenzie had been the one person in his life not to give up on him and he had been lucky to have her. “Yeah, I took her as my date…” He cleared his throat. “I don’t think it’s gonna work though.”

“Whatever you say, darlin’.” Kenzie rolled her eyes and laughed softly. She was used to the way Roman was at this point in her life. He’d always been a tough nut to crack to most people but not for her, she’d found his soft spot long ago. “Well thats a lotta pressure but since we’ve only got about four options I think I can make it work.” She glanced down the street at their few choices before letting her eyes rest on Cheesy Does It. “Pizza and breadsticks?” She was already tugging him that way before waiting for his answer. “And why not?”

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luke-davenpcrt​:

Kenzie was the youngest of their group, but she’d never been annoying to him. Luke was happy to bring his baby sister with him everywhere and she never stopped being that to him. He was sure their older sisters were annoyed with her from time to time, and sure he could be less than pleased with her, but family was family. And Kenzie and Luke were a pair not just close because they were blood, but because she was the sister he always wanted to protect. “Didn’t drink?” He repeated, his surprise clear. “Oh his reputation is earned, Kenz. But I’ll admit I’ve never seen him romance a girl the way he has you.” At least, not in the little Luke had paid attention to after their fall out. It did mean a good deal to him though, to hear how well Tate had treated his sister.

It was hard not to love Luke, and Kenzie saw the way that women in this town followed him around with stars in their eyes. All she wanted for him was happiness and he deserved to have whatever he wanted out of life. “I mean it, Luke. He’s been amazin’ with me. I know what people say about him and he’ll be the first to admit that he’s done a lot of dumb things but...this feels different.” She linked her arm through Luke’s and smiled up at him. “I know you’re tryin’ to look out for me and I appreciate that but I’m okay, really.”

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drewdavisonfire​:

“Good morning, Kenz D.” One month into living in Madison and Drew had found himself a running buddy. He was in his usual running outfit and had started on stretching when Kenzie approached, they had met on a run and so far only saw each other in the mornings. “You’re late today. Staying up all night with the boyfriend?” He asked with a smile on his face. Drew was a helpless romantic and people told him about their dating lives before they knew that about him. He guessed that he gave of that vibe as a person. He grabbed his foot behind his back and stretched his quadriceps. “I’m usually sprinting to catch up to you.” His voice told her that he knew what she was up to but he didn’t really.

Kenzie was not usually more than two minutes late to anything so showing up almost ten minutes late to her morning run with Drew was unusual for her. “I know, I got caught up this mornin’ talkin’ to my neighbor as I was tryin’ to leave the house.” She laughed softly and rolled her eyes at him as she started stretching out her calves. “He’s not my boyfriend. I told you, he hasn’t asked me out yet so as far as I’m concerned he’s just...Tate.” Kenzie wasn’t sure what he was exactly but she knew her heart was invested and that’s all that really mattered. “You are not. I have these short little legs and you can catch up to me in half the strides it takes me!” She laughed, nudging him playfully as she leaned down to stretch out her hamstrings. “You workin’ today? I was gonna go home and bake some muffins to bring by the fire station.”

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coachmitchum​:

Tate had shifted the truck into reverse and was nearly out of the parking spot when he jerked his head from looking behind the truck to Kenzie’s face, eyes filled with surprise. “Don’t even like bananas? The hell kind of statement is that? Bananas make everythin’ taste better, you goofball.” He winked at her as he said it before returning his gaze to pull from the parking spot. “I’ve got an idea in mind,” he said as he steered the truck down the road. Instead of keeping both hands on the wheel like he’d pretended he would do, Tate immediately slipped his free hand onto Kenzie’s thigh, moving it back and forth a little before he gave it a squeeze as it settled into place. “How do you feel about porch swings? I know, I know, most people put ‘em on the front porch and that’s not the kind of privacy you’re thinkin’, but I happen to know a spot where there’s on on the back porch, too, along with a nice big fence and a cute little garden.” 

“They have a weird mushy texture!” Kenzie laughed, defending her hatred of the fruit as he backed out onto the road again and started driving. She couldn’t help but feel a little warm when Tate’s hand found her thigh and started running up and down it. His fingers were grazing the inside of her leg and Kenzie bit her lip to keep from saying anything that might embarrass her right about now. She loved the way he felt so confident touching her and letting his hands rest all over her body. She wished she was confident like that but she never had been. “I love a good porch swing.” She nodded as her eyes fell on Tate, watching his profile as he drove them towards this unspecified porch swing. “Sounds perfect for a late summer evenin’ with the cutest guy in town.”

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coachmitchum​:

As soon as the door opened, Tate’s heart nearly flew right out of his chest. He had no idea what Kenz had planned for his birthday, and Tate was beyond simply turned on at the sight of her in the lingerie. Everything about the woman in front of him was perfection: her body, her hair, her barely there makeup. More than that, though, she was winning over his heart with who she was inside, something Tate honestly didn’t think could be done. Mackenzie Davenport was making Tate Mitchum fall in love, and he didn’t mind it one bit. 

The fact that they hadn’t slept together yet was killing him. Not that he needed to have sex to survive, but Tate wanted to show Kenzie how he felt about her in the best way he knew how, and that included sex. He’d been respecting her every time she drew a line for him, going right up to it but never beyond it, and it seemed like tonight he’d finally get to go all the way with her. His mouth had fallen open at the sight of her at the door and stayed there for a moment before he forced it shut, swallowing audibly as he tried to find words. It seemed like his body was already steps ahead of his brain and his mouth, hands reaching out to take her waist as he stepped inside. Using his foot to kick the door shut, Tate held Kenzie at a distance, looking her over as he licked his lips hungrily. “Happy birthday to me, indeed,” he said, voice already low and filled with lust. Spinning Kenzie around slowly, Tate’s head leaned to one side as he took in the view from behind, a single finger dipping underneath the edges of the lace she was wearing. “How long do I have to wait to unwrap my present?” he asked as he brought her back to facing him.

The look on Tate’s face when she opened the door told Kenzie she’d done a good job and she couldn’t keep the smile off her face at the way he was looking her up and down. He looked like a man dying of dehydration who’d just spotted a cool running river. She spun around slowly at his request, letting his hands move her whichever way he wanted to get the whole picture. “I figured we could start with your gift and then I’ve got dinner waitin’ in the kitchen and some cake to finish the night off.” She turned to face him and slipped her hands around his neck, getting up on her tip toes to press her lips to his gently. “Unless you’re hungry...I can wait I guess but I thought you might be pretty eager to unwrap me.” 

Kenzie had never been all that good at being sexy or seductive in any way but all the build up with Tate was driving her crazy. The fooling around in the car when he’d drop her off at home after a date and the late night phone calls when he just needed to hear her voice as he handled his own business enough to make her needy. She nipped at his bottom lip with another kiss and then looked up at him expectantly. “I’m ready...”

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Kenzie wasn’t always a runner but it had become her safe place over the years as the bullying had gotten worse and changed from people talking her being stupid to people calling her a hussy and talking about how easy she was to get into bed. It was something to help clear her head and she needed the time away every morning now to start her day off in the right mindset. Things were okay in her life these days, sometimes better than okay even, but getting out in the fresh crisp morning air was just something that Kenzie craved. Her eyes landed on the firefighter who was stretching before starting his run and she made her way over, setting her water on the ground and smiling at Drew as she started her own stretches. “Good mornin’ Drew Davis.”

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It had been a long time since Kenzie had been anyone’s girlfriend, and if she was being technical, she still wasn’t Tate’s girlfriend, but she felt like they were together and she wanted to do something special for him for his birthday. She wasn’t sure how long he was going to want to keep doing what they were doing but after the Belle Ball she’d been hoping he’d want to make things official with her. But Tate Mitchum was not like other men she’d dated and so Kenzie was trying to be patient. 

Kenzie had been planning this night for a few weeks now. She’d gone shopping in preparation, buying something special to put on just for him, along with ingredients to make him dinner and a chocolate birthday cake. As she got confirmation that he was on his way, Kenzie scurried into her room and changed into her lacy little number, padding into her bathroom to make sure she looked okay. Hair slightly tousled and undone, just enough makeup to help her feel confident, and the red lacy outfit she’d purchased a few days ago. She heard the knock on her front door and made her way out there, looking through the peep hole to make sure it was Tate before opening the door.

“Happy birthday, baby.”

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“Oh Kenzie-poo, take a look at this one”. Scattered in assorted unorganized piles across her Gram’s coffee table were dozens of photographs, varying in sizes and date. Billie always spent Mondays with her grandmother, it didn’t matter that she was on the verge of turning thirty, she still held that childlike dependency on the elder woman. She raised her after all, there would always be a fondness for the unbreakable pillar of strength, support, and love she was provided through the years. As well as never making her feel less than regardless of all her quirks and oddities. This Monday was special because Grams was making her famous pineapple upside cake and she had company. Billie invited Kenzie along for a visit hoping to grow even closer to the girl her best friend was so enamored with. She made it clear the instant she heard the news of them dating that she was ecstatically happy for them both. A romantic at heart, she considered them coming together as divine intervention. The hand of fate patiently waiting for the right time to steer them towards each other. 

Billie held up the near faded photo of her and Tate, barely six years old, cheesing at the camera holding trouts in either hands. “He really did have rather large ears, you could pick up fm radio on those things” she snickered. “Thank goodness he grew into them!” she choose an empty spot in the photo album before them, placing it behind the film. “I never did like fishing, Tate would always throw a fit when I threw em back” 

If there was anyone in the world who knew the real Tate Mitchum and the things he liked to hide from the world, it was Billie. The two had been friends forever and Kenzie knew that she was the one whose approval she needed in order to have any kind of serious relationship with Tate. She was so thankful that Billie was making an effort to reach out to her and try and get to know her more because Kenzie had always struggled with that. She sat across from Billie now, looking through old photos and gasping at the one she was holding up. “Oh my good lord.” She giggled, reaching for the photo and looking down at the two of them as little kids, remarking at just how cute they’d been even back then.

She wanted to ask how they’d been friends so long and never fallen in love with each other but she figured it wasn’t her business. And the idea of Kenzie being jealous of Billie probably would have made Tate laugh. He’d told her enough times that she was the one he wanted and all the other girls of this town didn’t hold a candle to how he felt about her but it still made her uneasy to see the way women looked at him. “He sure did. Goodness...” She handed the photo back and looked up at Billie, eyes bright as she listened. “Can I ask you somethin’ Billie?”

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austinxkirby​:

“You had me cookies, Kenz. Now you’re letting me pick the flavor,” he whistled.”Who’s better than me?” He questioned lightly. Austin fanned the away smoke that rose steadily from the engine. Nothing a little of time could fix before he was wheels up. “Tell me more,” he joked. He didn’t need her to compliment him for his services. This was just the kind of thing he did for the people he cared about. A knight in shining armor complex. 

Austin couldn’t help but smile at the way she so tenderly kissed his cheek. Kenz was sweeter than pie and that worried him. Men wouldn’t care to covet and protect her virtue. They’d most likely exploit it for their own gain. “Go on,” he repeated one last lovingly before getting into her sweet little car. There was something wildly emasculating about being inside of it but he pressed on. Praying to all big man all the way through, he had made it to her house in one piece. Rolling slowly into the driveway, he unfurled himself from the confines of her tiny car. He nodded appreciatively at tools set at his feet. “The tea is enough for now, Kenz. Thank you.” 

Thankful was an understatement for how Kenzie felt about Austin. He was a godsend most of the time and all she ever wanted was to see him happy. She knew his life had been less than perfect, no one had the perfect idyllic childhood that they all wanted to pretend they did, and she was constantly hoping that some perfect woman would come in and change his whole world when he fell in love with her. Mackenzie Davenport was a romantic at heart and just wanted to see people happy who deserved it, and she didn’t know anyone who deserved love more than Austin Kirby.

She disappeared into the house and returned a few minutes later with a tall glass of sweet tea for them both, setting his on the little work bench her father had installed in her garage. “You know, I saw quite a few eligible belles at the ball a few weeks back.” She started softly, taking a sip of her tea as she watched him start working on her engine. “I know you always tell me no, but all I’m sayin’ is that if you wanted to, I could arrange a nice little date for you and whichever single girl you got your eye on.”

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madsdavenpcrt​:

“No one more important than you though, Kenz.” the woman replied with a smile and made a note not to look at her phone for the rest of their time together. She always tried to make sure she was present for her time with her siblings, her phone often remaining off in her bag when she needed to see them. But, with a patient in critical care she wanted to at least have it near by should she have to go in. “Nothing wrong with predictable, and you aren’t predictable, I don’t think anyone could be truly.” she added, leaning her elbows on the table, “So, am I going to have to beat it out of you? How was the Ball?”

She smiled at her sister’s words and cocked her head to the side, watching her carefully. Kenzie wasn’t a jealous personally usually but the one woman she wanted to be like more than anything was Maddy. “I drink the same coffee every mornin’, I bake cookies for somebody every saturday, i always run the exact same route when i go for a jog and i ain’t changed how i do my hair or makeup in like eight years.” Kenzie laughed softly, shaking her head. She was predictable as ever and she knew it, Maddy was just being nice because she was her sister. A grin spread across her lips and Kenzie felt a blush creeping up on her cheeks at the mention of the ball. “It was amazing...” She sighed, looking up at her sister with stars in her eyes. “Better than anythin’ I coulda hoped for.”

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coachmitchum​:

“Good to know, I’m makin’ a note of that,” he said. Tate’s heart nearly beat out of his chest when she laughed. He’d do just about anything to hear her do that again, and that was exactly what he planned to do tonight. As much as he could make her smile, make her laugh, Tate wanted to do it. “Strawberry cheesecake in a waffle cone with sprinkles, got it.” Tate wanted to stay in the truck, wanted to keep his lips pressed against hers all night, but he knew she’d send him in after the ice cream soon enough. “Be right back, baby,” he said as he dipped out of the truck, making his way into the ice cream shop. The pep in his step, the way he moved at a pace only just faster than his normal gait, it screamed his excitement for him. 

When he got back in the truck a moment later, Tate held out the waffle cone bowl to Mackenzie. “As you requested, princess. Now, can I trust you to hold mine or am I goin’ to have to drive with one hand again?” He’d drive with one hand either way, only if she held both ice creams, Tate would get to put his hand on her thigh. That was his intention, at least, and he hoped she’d let him. “No stealin’ bites of my banana split flavored cup of goodness.” 

Kenzie watched as Tate hustled into the ice cream shop, her ears still ringing from the way he’d called her baby like it was her name. She couldn’t help the smile on her lips, mind racing at how easy it had been for him to say that to her. No one ever made her feel quite like this before, not even her ex-boyfriend who had given her all sorts of little pet names like that. Tate was quick inside the shop and when he came back to the car she smiled, taking the ice cream graciously. “Thank you, you’re the best, T.” She snatched the cherry off the top and popped it in her mouth before giggling and taking his own from his hand. “You can trust me, I don’t even like bananas.” Kenzie announced, setting both cups of ice cream on her lap. “Now where are we goin’ to enjoy these?”

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Luke was very uneasy about his sister dating Tate. Though they’d once been friends, their falling out hadn’t been too pretty and now he was dating his baby sister? But Luke promised himself that he wasn’t going to stand in the way, Kenzie was an adult and had to make her own decisions. However, the older brother had plenty to ask about the next time he saw Kenzie after the ball. “Alright, did he walk you home? Get your drinks all night? Dance with you enough? Treat you like the princess you are?” He had more questions, but those, he thought, were the most important.

All of the Davenports were close but Luke held a special place in Kenzie’s heart. He was her only brother and the closest to her age, so she’d spent a large portion of her childhood following him around like a puppy dog. She’d known all his friends, including Tate, and when they’d fallen out, Kenzie saw all that too. “He didn’t drink all that much so actually he drove me all the way to Jesup so we could get french fries and mcflurries from the mcdonalds there. Then we came home pretty late but he got me inside safely.” Kenzie smiled, deciding not to mention to Luke that Tate had gotten her safely inside his house. “He was a perfect gentleman, Luke, honestly. I know y’all ain’t talkin’ to each other much these days but he’s been nothin’ but good to me. I know what everybody says about him but I wanna believe what he tells me instead.”