"We could have done body shots, of course."
"Of course."I nod and chuckle, still not looking at him.
"I could have put salt on your shoulder, licked it off, then drank my shot out of your cleavage."
I smirk again, then glance at him.He is grinning with only one side of his mouth, and it is super sexy!
"Damn shame."He shakes his head and turns to the dance floor, and leans back on the bar."I've got to quit looking at you.My stallion is so hard right now; I'm afraid it might bolt out of the chute."
I turn to study him.His profile is rugged.His body is lean and hard.His skin is tan.His face is manly.
"Damn shame!"He grins and looks down.
My eyes drift down to the view of the stallion bulging.My eyebrows raise at the silhouette.Sweet Zeus that looks like it belongs on Pegasus."Damn shame indeed," I tell him as I turn to look at the dance floor too.
"I can tell a Cowgirl when I see one."
I grin."My granddad raised cows, and I grew up on a horse."
"Do you still ride?"
"No.I miss it."
"Fucking is a lot like riding horses, don't you think?"
"Def!"
He chuckles."Time to get you back in the saddle, babe."He turns to face me, slides his hand down his cock as he gives me that sexy sideways grin again."I'm a sweet ride."
"I bet you are."
"I'm sure I could teach you a trick or two."
I throw my head back and laugh softly.I'm sure I could teach you a trick or two too."No doubt."
He turns back to the bar and pours himself another shot.He clinks my glass and says."Here's to Cowgirls."Then he throws it back.
"Let There Be Cowgirls."I grin and toss the rest of mine back too.You're gonna get a special treat tonight.
Mac looks over my shoulder and nods, then excuses himself."It's been a pleasure."
"Yes.It has."He saunters away, and my eyes follow him.Darren was right.He is the competition.
23
I turn to find Brad standing behind me.
He doesn't invite me to dance.He takes my empty glass and walks behind the bar.He pours me another splash of Crown, pushes it to me, then pours himself a glass of Lambrusco Italian Red wine.He lifts it, takes a sip, then asks."Are you enjoying yourself so far, Siri?"
His eyes touch mine briefly, then he watches the dance floor, detached.
I raise my glass and take a sip.Watching him over the rim of my drink, I study him."Yes, I am.Darren is such a gentleman, and Mac is a real cowboy.Good guys."
"Yes.They are."He drinks his wine.
I wait for him to ask me something, but he doesn't.He is silent, so I ask."Do you dance?"
"Sometimes.You're excellent, by the way."
