Page 12 of Bedroom Rodeo


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“What’s your story, honey?” the woman asked.

Years of practice had her preparing what she’d say before she ever opened her mouth. But she quickly tossed that mindset aside. She was on vacation, not in a courtroom.

“My name is Sylvee and I’m in the middle of a divorce.”

There was no sound but the hum of the plane engine.

She went on. “Our relationship began to break down when we tried for a baby. After a while, we sought answers. Short story is his sperm count is as short as his dick.”

Dead silence followed for two beats, and then everybody burst out laughing. Sylvee flashed a grin of her own. This felt good. Therapeutic.

“Apparently artificial insemination is a big threat to his masculinity, and he flat-out refused to adopt. Then he cheated on me with our secretary.”

“What a jerk!” someone in the middle of the plane called out.

“But hey, maybe I’ll be taking a child home with me when I leave!”

The plane went dead silent. Despite the engine noise, she thought she could hear a passing bird chirp.

Sylvee twisted to look at the other passengers. What she said had shut them up completely.

She waved a hand. “Just kidding! Two of my best friends work on the ranch, so I’ll be spending time with them.”

“Oh!” The woman beside offered a smile that lingered on the spectrum of nervous. “How nice.”

She didn’t get a chance to say more because at that moment, the plane’s nose lowered. She looked ahead at a body of water rushing toward them faster and faster. Suddenly, the plane skidded across the surface.

They barely floated for five seconds before someone gasped.

“Oh. My. God. Would you look at those muscles!”

Everybody angled to look out the windows on the left of the plane. On the wooden dock men in cowboy hats were lined up. Rugged men, with arms bulging their shirt sleeves and thighs stretching the denim of their jeans.

If Sylvee’s ovaries had been in overdrive over the past few years, they were on the verge of exploding now. As the plane buzzed across the water toward the dock, she scanned the faces of the men.

When her eyes landed on Piers’s familiar handsome face, her heart jumped. As always, Ash was at his side as though the two were glued together. In school, the teachers always teased them about how close they were.

Excitement made her bounce her toes inside her boots. The plane came to a stop next to the dock, and someone tethered it like a boat.

A hot guy with dazzling white teeth and eyes that sparkled like the sun on the ripples of the harbor opened the plane hatch. Sweeping the interior with a blazing look, he thumbed the brim of his dark brown hat. “Welcome to Alaska, ladies!”

“Wo-oww,” Sylvee’s seat partner whispered, but she was so engrossed in staring at her two friends that she didn’t even see the other cowboys on the dock.

They started deplaning. A tall drink of water in worn jeans and a dusty hat held a bunch of beaded necklaces he was passing out like it was Mardi Gras.

“Here’s the first pearl necklace you’ll get this week, ladies.” He winked. “But it won’t be the last…”

Her jaw dropped at the innuendo being handed to them before their feet ever touched Alaskan soil.

The woman who got off the plane in front of Sylvee approached the cowboy. “Name’s Jacoby, pretty lady. What’s yours?”

She stammered a reply that Sylvee didn’t hear.

He sidled up to her, lining his body up to hers, cupped her face and kissed her.

Long, deep and thorough.

Several hoots from the other Boot Knockers echoed across the water, and a couple women hurried to line up for their chance at kissing Jacoby.

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