“You had sex in MY BED?!” Trey yells at Knox’s back.
I scrunch my nose, realizing he and Jessie are creepily alike.
“I need Lysol wipes and essential oils, stat. Do we have any sage we could burn?” he asks as he follows me around the corner to get in the truck.
I ignore him and climb in, but he keeps going. “What kind of depravity happened while I was gone? Do I need to call a priest?”
“Probably, chances of you going to hell are pretty high right now. I’m sure there were kids out there where you were yelling about losing your virginity,” Knox says as he puts the truck in drive.
Trey moves to the middle of the backseat and slides up to rest his chin in his hands on the center console. “Wait, why do you two get to have coitus in my bed, but I can’t?”
I snort a laugh. “Coitus?”
He lowers his sunglasses, giving me a judgmental look. “That’s what civilized people call sex. Read a book.”
“It’s because of the coitus partners you choose. And it’s my camper, so technically they’re both my beds,” Knox claps back.
I watch them volley like it’s a tennis match, but Knox looks happy. Trey might give him endless shit, but he’s his best friend.
I make my way up to the stands to watch the Extreme Bulls. I’m early, but this place is huge, so I wanted to go up with Knox and have plenty of time to walk around and find my seat. When I get to my seat, I look down the row and a few seats down is a girl in ripped up jeans, a ball cap and high-top Vans with her feet propped on the row in front of her. She’s reading. She’s so engrossed in her book, she doesn’t even notice I’m here.
I see the title of the book and immediately grab my phone to text Jessie.
Kacey
Remember that book we read last year where her dog died and we both bawled?
Jessie
Yes, vividly.
Kacey
A girl in the stands next to me is reading it. She’s about halfway through, so she hasn’t hit that part yet.
Jessie
Ha. Poor thing has no idea what’s about to happen to her.
I pick up the book I brought with me and start reading.
Almost two hours later, we’re done with the prayer and national anthem. I know Knox and Trey aren’t up until the third section, so I pick my book back up.
“What’re you reading?” I hear a soft husky voice ask from down the row. The girl in the Vans has turned in her seat and leaned my way, trying to catch a glimpse of the cover.
“Fall of Ruin and Wrathby Jennifer Armentrout,” I tell her as I hold up my book.
“Well, I’m assuming if you’re sitting in the stands reading instead of watching, you’re also with a bull rider.” She chuckles as she gets up and moves to the seat next to me. “Hi, I’m Juniper Summers, but everyone just calls me June.”
“Kacey Hart, nice to meet you. And yeah, I’m with Knox Ward. What about you?”
“Daxton Summers. He’s in the second section.”
I feel like I need to warn her. “Friendly piece of advice: don’t finish that book in public.”
June looks down at the cover, then back up at me.
I laugh at the horrified look on her face.
