What if Jamie had become a cowboy instead of a lawyer? Jamie Dutton the adopted son of John Dutton and the oldest of the bunch of them had decided against law school at the last minute that was a long time ago he loved his life living in the bunkhouse and being a cowboy. Lee, Kayce, and him are all still very close. Beth had moved off the ranch and had little to no contact with the family. Jamie had met her a spunky little country singer. Kenzie is a bit younger than Jamie. She's 24 while he's 39, but she doesn't care she loves the age difference. She's one of the few people who can call him James and not Jamie. She had come home from her tour early to surprise him. He was eating family dinner at the main house with his father John (who knew what was about to happen and helped her plan it), Lee, Kayce, Kayce's wife Monica, and Kayce's son Tate. They left a chair open next to Jamie for a second Jamie thought Beth was coming over which would've been a fucking surprise kenzie wasn't supposed to be home for 3 more weeks. She quietly snuck into the main house, walking into the dining room. Jamie had his back to her she snuck up behind him, trying not to giggle as she took the spot next to him he didn't notice her at first as he was talking to John about something and then it registered he could see someone in his peripheral vision he looked expecting Beth but it's her he stares at her for a second. "Ya just gonna stare at me, or ya gonna kiss me." She said, trying not to laugh as the other chuckled at what she said. Jamie grabbed her face, kissing her hard she made a little oof sound with the force of it. Jamie: I missed you so damn much baby