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Wet myself “UmmI’d probably run”

“Like a contest to see anted you more? Whoever catches you first wins?”

Good Lord Talk about an overactive sense of dra from my problem”

“Doesn’t sound like a proble to thrill you between the sheets” Tanna sainst the bathroom stall, in Kyle’s case”

Whoo-ee Just thinking about the hot tryst with Kyle still fried Lainie’s circuits Never in her life had she warranted an I-need-you-right-fucking-now bout of raunchy hts Even been-there-done-that Tanna had been impressed by Lainie’s balls-to-the-wall behavior

Tanna’s cell phone vibrated on the tabletop She squinted at the number and snapped, “ ’Bout time, you du the caller’s ass

Lainie hunched over the table to discourage any cowboys fro her to dance Probably an unnecessary precaution, since tantalizing Tanna usually garnered that type of male attention, not her

Which hy it was so twisted that Lainie had captured the interest of not one, but two men Two very hot, very alpha men on two different circuits

Lainie liked working the rodeo circuits, even though the pay was crap As a med tech for Lariat Sports Medicine, she split her tianizations: the Cowboy Rodeo Association, known as the CRA, and the Extreme Bull Showcase, known as EBS

The CRA was coh stock events: bareback, saddle bronc, and bull riding; as well as ti—also known as bulldoggin’—and barrel racing The EBS had just one event—bull riding

The CRA bull riders didn’t compete in the EBS and vice versa Which was how Lainie ended up with a hot cowboy hookup on both the CRA and the EBS

Fraternizing with cowboys could be career suicide for a woman in the male-dolorious bodies Lainie prided herself on avoiding the sexual temptation for damn near two years

Until she’d met Hank Lawson

She’d encountered the intense CRA bullfighter after he’d pulled his Achilles tendon during a CRA event and grudgingly limped into medical services After she’d fixed hi as it’d been Not only was Hank a hundred percent real Wyo coho handled bulls with ease and panache, but at six-three, with inky black hair and ruggedly masculine features, he embodied tall, dark, and handsome

She kept refusing until Hank invited her to dance at a sponsors’ dinner A simple dance—what could it hurt?

If she appreciated Hank’s moves in the arena, his moves on the dance floor were equally fine Whenever hard-bodied Hank studied her with those eyes the color of new denim, she experienced a rush of adrenaline that ht seconds astride a two-thousand-pound bull

Teeks later, Hank asked her to two-step at another rodeo event Too ht to her head One slow dance led the

Revisiting that rohs to clench ant Intense concentration and instinctual reaction were the hallhters, and Hank had both in spades No surprise his single-mindedness carried over into the bedroom