"You know I don't really care about what people think," she pointed out, her brows furrowed slightly. "But...she's your mom. If there's anyone in the world that I want to impress, it's gonna be your mom."
"Sweetheart, ya already impressed her, trust me." He kissed her hair line, nuzzling her gently. "She loves ya, Sugar."
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
"Are you sure? Because you didn't talk to her much after dinner and my little show... Jackson sure wasn't happy about it, maybe she wasn't either..." She gulped, trying to swallow the shakiness in her voice.
He sighed, wrapping his arms around her. "Sugar, don't worry. She knows how Jackson can be."
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
"I don't know why I'm worrying so much..." she said softly, shaking her head slowly in disbelief. "I don't worry! You worry! Why am I acting like you?!"
He snorted, laughing a little at that. "Hey, now! I don't worry!"
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
He frowned a little. "Well, now, that's for your own good."
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
Rose pursed her lips, quirking an eyebrow. "You don't think I could take care of myself? Come on, just admit it. You worry too much about me. And I know it's because you love me, but just admit it."
He sighed, pushing a hand through his hair. "A' course I love ya. And I wanna keep ya safe. Can ya blame me for worryin'?"
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
"That's not much of an admission..." she said softly, a sing-song tone in her voice as she poked at his side. He was probably too proud to admit something like that, but Rose wanted to tease him anyways.
He snorted a little. "I ain't got nothin't to admit to." He talked a tough game, but after everything they'd gone through dealing with Rose's father, he was wary to be away from her for long.
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
He smirked, batting her hands away. "Hey now!" He squirmed away from her.
They call it that good old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug With that good old mountain dew.
