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At some point, people began cheering. I heard Tanner calling out my name like he was proud of me. I almost felt bad, like I was cheating, because it was different when the back didn't shift and bend. It was easier when my seat had a place carved out for it. But at the same time, I also realized what I'd been doing wrong with my legs.
Because each time the "bull" reared up, I wanted to pull my knees higher. When the front went down, my natural reaction was to shove my feet towards the armpits that didn't exist. In other words, I'd just figured out what Renato had tried to tell me about spurring. It wasn't enough to stick to their backs. If I wanted to get the good scores, I'd have to earn each and every one, but the natural motion was all I needed.
But this thing was starting to move fast. "Bodacious mode!" the operator announced.
And it went completely crazy. Up, a jiggle at the top, and then crashing back down. Yep, this felt like riding Without Ado, and when the mechanical bull turned to spin out of my hand, I felt myself slipping. My legs gripped the side, but I wasn't wearing spurs, and there was no flesh to press into. Faster, the thing turned, and I flew off to the side, hitting the mats hard enough to roll before popping up onto my feet.
Immediately, everyone began cheering.
"And I have just been informed," the operator announced, "that this young lady is the new rookie on the Professional Bull Riders Tough Enough series. Let's hear it for Cody Jennings!" Which only made the crowd get even louder.
"That," Tanner said from the gap that was meant to be the exit, "was hot."
I marched my way over to him, refusing to yell over the noise. "Now, I think you owe me a little something."
He caught my hips, pulling them up against his. "A kiss?"
"Well, I was gonna say a beer, but I think your idea is better."
Immediately, his mouth found mine, kissing me hard. Not sexy like he had for the cameras. This time, Tanner kissed me the way I'd seen him kissing J.D.: like he knew I could keep up. I tossed an arm around his neck and pulled. He pressed his hips into me a little harder, making it clear that ridge wasn't just from his jeans. Then his hand found my hair, grabbing nice and hard.
Yeah, I melted into him. Ty had been gentle and romantic. This? It was hot as fuck, and I was pretty sure I'd just started to figure Tanner out. He didn't give a shit that I was a girl. He liked that I could keep up. Now, I just had to prove it.
So I kissed back. My tongue tangled with his. My fingers locked on the back of his neck. For just a moment, our mouths battled like it was some kind of a duel, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. This was wild, crazy, and over the top, just like all the best parts of my life.
And I liked it a little too much.
Chapter6
J.D. hauledmy ass to the bar. I told him I was good with staying at the hotel and going over the bulls for our next event, but he wouldn't listen. He wanted a beer, said I had to drive, and wouldn't let up until I gave in. And yet, the moment we'd walked into this place, the first thing I'd seen was my girl sitting on a mechanical bull that was going as hard as it could.
For just a moment, my feet slowed as I got to actually appreciate her. Damn, she looked good like that. Her blonde hair was down, she'd left her hat in the room, and her shirt was not only tight, but also cut low enough to show off her curves. Someone called out "bodacious mode," and I wondered how many people even knew that was the name of the most famous bucking bull in the world. It also seemed to be the hardest mode for this mechanical bull.
Cody was doing good for a bit, but the first time she slipped, she was done. Oh, she tried to do everything right, but hard plastic, steel, or whatever that thing was made from wouldn't help her any. Sure enough, she flew off to the left, rolled once, and then hopped up. The shitty part was when she walked right into another man's arms.
"Beer," J.D. said, passing me a bottle as he appeared at my side.
"Cody just rode the bull," I told him, refusing to look away from where Tanner was kissing her like he owned her body.
J.D. murmured. "Looks like that's going well."
Which was when I figured it out. "And you knew they'd be here?"
"Yup." He flashed me one of those manic grins of his. "Because I figured you'd wanna dance with her, she needs to get used to the idea of being with whoever she wants, and I wanted a cold beer."
"Mhm." He wanted a lot more than a cold beer, and we both knew it.
"Oh," J.D. added, "and I may have told the rest of the guys in our hotel that this was the bar for the night."
Which meant no kissing on her. No stealing her away from Tanner. Nope, if the other riders were showing up here, then I'd have to watch her hang all over Tanner and keep my damned hands to myself.
"You," I growled, "are a dick."
"And you," J.D. told me, "need to learn how to share. I'm teachin' ya."
Ok, he had a point. A good one. However, that brought up one big question that I simply couldn't ignore. "How'd you learn?"
"Orgies." The bastard slapped my arm, then wandered off, leaving me standing there at the side of a full bar, completely alone.
