When Jason woke up the next morning, the first thing he saw was an owl’s butt hovering over his face. Quickly moving his head, he looked up at the truss and at the owl and laughed as he sat up.
“What?” Katie woke with a start and jumped up from beside him. The morning sun was up and the dark barn had enough light that he could see her standing next to him totally naked, which made him forget what he was laughing about.
“What! What is it? Is it a snake?” She looked around in the hay, afraid, standing up on her tiptoes. He laughed again as she glared at him. “There are a lot of snakes around here. I had one fall on my head once while I was walking under a tree. Have I ever told you that I can’t stand snakes?”
“No,” he laughed again as she tried to climb on the tractor, butt naked. “It’s just an owl.” He pointed to the large brown bird as it sat on a wood rafter right above where they’d been lying.
She stopped and looked at him, then looked up at the owl. “You have me jumping around naked over a stupid owl?” She walked over and grabbed her shirt and jeans. He enjoyed seeing her backside as she pulled on her jeans, sans underwear. Then she put on her shirt without a bra and he lost all ability to think when she turned around. He could see everything under the light t-shirt.
“You are not going out like that,” he said as he stalked closer to her.
“Like what?” She was trying to put on her shoes, but she had sat down to dust off the bottom of her feet first.
He walked over and yanked her bra and panties off the bucket of the tractor. “Here, put these on.”
She looked at them, then at him, and laughed. “Really, Jason. I’m just going to step outside to go to the bathroom and freshen up. Who do you think is going to be out there to see me dressed like this?”
“I don’t care,” he growled. She just looked at him as he stood there, holding out her undergarments. Finally, she reached up and grabbed them from him.
“Fine.” She pulled her shirt back off quickly. “But I’m only putting on the bra for now.” She quickly dressed again and grabbed the baby wipes, then walked towards the front door of the barn.
She picked up her bag and left just as the owl let out a loud “hoot”, which almost sounded like a laugh, to him.
“Shut up, no one asked you,” he mumbled to the bird, and then turned to get dressed himself.