Page 76 of Spur It On


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The words were barely out of my mouth before a bellow carried out of the concrete buildings and all the way over to us. The first time, I couldn't make out the words, but I was pretty sure I knew the voice. The second time, however, I was sure of it.

"Where's my goddamned rookie!" J.D. was screaming, and he sounded pissed.

Ty snorted out a laugh, but when I turned to head that way, he caught my arm. "Don't run when he calls," Ty warned. "You're not his bitch. He'll make it out here. Trust me, this is typical J.D."

Sure enough, the man in question walked out of the building only a second later. "Someone had best tell me where my rookie went!" J.D. snapped.

One of the men watching over the bulls pointed, his hand aimed right in my direction. That was enough to make J.D. walk a little faster. The moment he saw my face, his split into a grin, and he ducked into the narrow walkway to join us.

"Guys were talking about someone fuckin' with ya," he explained.

"Handled it," Ty promised.

I just groaned. "Derek and Casey thought playing keep-away with my rope was a great joke because I'm short."

"You are kinda short," J.D. agreed. "Just right for a little guy like me." Then he jerked his chin at Ty. "Thanks, man."

"Didn't do it for you," Ty assured him.

J.D. just looked back at the flow of traffic between the main building and the bucking chutes, then at Ty again. The gesture was obvious. He was letting Ty know that comment was in case it had been overheard.

"Shit," Ty muttered. "Tanner's already made it clear he's cool with us hanging out. You might be her mentor, but that doesn't mean I can't teach her a thing or two."

"And Ty just bet me that he can ride seriously," I added, wanting to talk about anything but Derek and Casey making me feel stupid.

Right on cue, Ty groaned. "Thanks, Cody. Now I'm gonna get shit from him too."

"Yup," J.D. agreed.

But that was all he said. I had a funny feeling it was all that was needed. And yet, while we'd been talking, the lower-ranked riders had been riding. Scores were starting to fill up the board across from us. I couldn't help but glance over, making note of the fact that most were in the mid to upper 80s. That meant my score yesterday wasn't as good as I'd hoped.

"So if Ty needs to be serious, then what do I need to focus on?" I asked them, flicking a finger at the board. "If I wanna get those sponsors so I can keep doing this, I have to stay on my game too, right?"

"You're fine," Ty assured me.

J.D. thrust out his lower lip and leaned in. Like Ty, he propped a boot up on the bottom rail of the cattle pen before us. That put me in the middle, but I kinda liked it.

"You're ridin' the bulls like you fuck a man, I bet," J.D. said.

I huffed as my attention jumped over to him. "J.D.!"

"What?" he asked, feigning innocence. "Most girls are like that. We get 'em naked, they fall under us, then react to what we do."

"He's not wrong," Ty agreed.

"So I need to, what?" I asked. "Fuck better?"

"Naw," J.D. said. "Cody, ya need to be bold enough to take what you want. Ride him. The bull, I mean. Get in there. Make him get his hips where you want 'em. Show him how hard you like it. That's what I'm talkin' about."

Ty snorted out a laugh, even as he was trying his hardest to smother it. "Isn't that called topping from the bottom or something?"

"Shit," J.D. grumbled. "Fuck if I know. It's called not bein' embarrassed to get as much as I give."

Which was when I realized what these two were laughing about. This time, it wasn't me! J.D. was all but saying he'd been the one to get fucked. My mouth fell open and I gaped at him, honestly surprised by that. He didn't notice for a moment, but when he did, I swore his cheeks may have gotten darker.

"What?" he asked.

"You and..." I lowered my voice. "You know. I just figured he'd be, like, taking it."

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