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"Yeah," I said. "Trust me, I'm getting a real good crash course on how shit I am with the ladies."
"I also know you were sharing a room with Cody," he went on. "Before you think about throwing a punch for that, know thatyoutold me last night. Thing is, that little scene with you and the crazy crew? Well, a whole lot of people got a nice front-row view of it."
"Like who?" I asked.
"Austin," he said. "Jaxon was there. A few of the Brazilian guys, some of the Aussies. You had all the bullfighters ready to make you pay. Figure that's going to suck next weekend in Iowa."
I found a chair and dropped my ass into it. "Fuck. Any more shit you wanna drop on me?"
"What happened, Ty?" he asked. "C'mon, you know as well as I do that stories are going to start flying. You might as well come clean now."
I just huffed a laugh. "Trust me, all the stories are wrong, and I'm not spilling the truth."
"You fucking Cody behind Tanner's back?"
"Nope."
"You fucking Cody?" he asked next.
I looked up to find the asshole smirking at me. "You think she's some kind of slut or something?"
"I think there ain't a damned guy on this tour who knows what the word 'faithful' means, so I'm assuming she's the same way. Considering that girl's as tough as anyone else in the Tough Enough series, I think she's earned the right."
All I could do was shake my head. "Well, I got bad news for you, Jake. There are a few people who are faithful. No, I'm not one. Tanner is, though. Cody is."
"And J.D.?" he pressed.
"Do you really think Tanner would be ok with J.D. spending so much time with her if he thought his girl was fucking the guy?" I lifted a brow, daring him to say yes.
Jake shrugged like it didn't matter. "I think what you and Renato used to do isn't a well-kept secret. I think a few other guys like the idea, but don't have a damned clue how to pick up women who are into it. I think we spend a whole lot of time in the PBR praying for God to save us while sinning our asses off afterwards."
"Yep," I agreed. "But what does that have to do with shit?"
"And you're not talking," Jake pointed out. "Means that whatever went down was bad enough for J.D. to lose his shit, but not bad enough for you to spill the beans." Then he smiled. "Which makes me think you might be a better man than I thought you were."
That was not at all what I'd been expecting him to say. When he started grilling me, I'd assumed he was looking for a little dirt to pass around. Considering that Jake was the guy who'd told J.D. when Austin started telling people Tanner was gay?
Yeah, this guy was up to something, and I wasn't quite sure what it was.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked. "You let me crash in your room. Why?"
"Because I had a spare bed, and you were embarrassing, lying on the floor like that."
"Bullshit," I told him.
Jake chuckled. "Yep."
"So what the fuck are you up to?" I demanded.
He stepped away from the wall, closing the distance between us. "Why the fuck do you care, Ty? You're going to coast through another five years or so in the PBR, making your checks by showing up, smiling real pretty, and placing just well enough to keep your sponsors happy."
"And if you're wrong?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Then you'll still be chasing easy pussy every night."
"Like you're any better," I grumbled.
"I'm riding as hard as I can!" he snapped.
