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“Oh, I’ll rope it,” Tegan swore, nodding. “Name the time and place.”
“What the hell is going on?”
They all turned to Patches walking up behind them with Tater’s grinning face in tow.
“Seems like we’re missing a swamp rodeo, Dr. Patches,” Tater muttered, stopping next to Geraldine who was looking him over real good. And there was plenty to look over in his fitted black t-shirt and cowboy hat with blue jeans that hugged all his Texas sized goods, front and back. He caught the perusal and held his hand out to her. “Name’s Tate. Who might you be?”
“That’s Geraldine,” Tegan said. “She’s here to make sure I don’t take any of their swamp men.”
“Hey, we’re good,” Geraldine said all sweet now. “We have an understanding.”
“We have anagreement,” Juliette clarified.
“What kind of agreement,” Patches demanded.
“Talk to you gal’s later,” Geraldine sang sweet as can be in her mocking Texas accent as she headed off the porch with her side-slut Martha and Sarah following.
“Was nice meeting you Geraldine,” Tater called before eyeing Juliette now. “Tater,” he said, holding his hand out. “Tegan’s brother.”
“Oh, well, well, well, another Texas doozie visiting the swamps. Maybe you can hang around a bit and distract some of these women for us.”
He humbly put his hand on his chest while Patches gaze bore into her.
“However I’m needed, I’m here to help. As long as I can,” he added, looking at Tegan. “How you doin’ sugar?” He opened his arms, and she hugged him.
“Could be better,” she muttered, surprised with his affection and how much she could like something he usually never gave.
“It’s just another rodeo, Babygirl.”
The soft coo took her off guard and she suddenly couldn’t let him go. “Thank you for coming.”
“Juliette,” Patches said, his tone darker than she’d ever heard it. “You mind showing Tate around while I have a word with Tegan?”
“Not at all. Come on, cowboy. Let me give you the grand tour of our swamp rodeo.”
He waited for them to walk off before he moved to stand before her. “What agreement?”
“Oh, that first?”
“Yes, that first. What happened here?”
“Those three heifers happened here. Your precious Sarah called them over to kindly harass me and tell me about how good you are with your fingers.”
“What agreement was made,” he pushed.
“That I would rope and tie an alligator and she’d get off my ass.”
“What!?” His anger shot her pulse up. “You’re not roping a fucking alligator!”
“If I’m gonna stay here, I damn sure am,” she assured. “I ain’t puttin’ up with that BS and I sure hope you weren’t expectin’ me to.”
He closed his eyes and turned, shaking his head. “I can’t believe they’re doing this. Well, at least that got them off my date list but that means I have to find three more.”
“Why?” she cried before shooting her hands up. “No, no, forget I said it. You had your thing going on here before I came and stepped all up in it. I’m backing up. Way up. I think you need to do your thing and get er’ done and I’ll wait on the sidelines.”
“Don’t do that,” he muttered, eyeing her. “Don’t let them do this to us.”
She eyed him back, trying to figure out what the heck he wanted from her. “So let me understand. You pickin’ me, but you want to pretend like you ain’t and date three women with hands-on plans to get you to choose them. Maybe I should help with the charade and date a couple of guys to make it look legit.”
