Cowboy's Pride (Welcome to Covendale Book 1) by Blaze Morgan

Author:Blaze, Morgan [Blaze, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: steamy contemporary romance, cowboy romance, enemies to lovers, Cowboy, small town romance, second chance, first in series romance, wedding breakup, wedding, alpha male hero, new adult, Contemporary Romance
Published: 2014-12-10T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Sydney was so numb with shock that she lost time. One minute she was walking along Main Street, the next she was sitting on a bar stool at The Klinker with five empty shot glasses in front of her. She had no idea what she’d drank, or whether she’d spoken to anyone, or how long it’d been since she found her fiancé fucking another woman in his bedroom.

The place seemed much too quiet. She tried to look around, but her head was so blurry she couldn’t see much more than three feet away. There was a blob on the other side of the bar that might have been a person.

“Excuse me,” she tried to say, but her tongue tripped over the sounds and it came out scurze. She frowned and concentrated hard on something simpler. “Hey.”

The blob got bigger and turned into Matt the bartender. At least she thought that’s who it was. “Mmmph,” she said. But that wasn’t what she meant, so she tried again. “Luka. Whereshego?”

“She left with Reese,” Matt said patiently. “I already told you that, remember?”

“Oh, good.” It came out oguh. “I’m happy for her. See?” She tried to point at her face and smile, and almost fell off the stool.

“Yes, you said that.” Matt looked extremely concerned. She couldn’t imagine why. “Sydney…do you want me to call someone for you? I could call Tommy, and—”

“No.” At least that was clear. “I wanna drink. Big one.”

He sighed. “How about some water?”

“Put rum innit. Lotsa rum.”

She watched Matt turn into a blob again, and then banged her head pretty hard on the counter trying to lay it down and rest. Hard enough to see stars—but it only hurt for a minute. That would’ve concerned her if she was anywhere close to sober. But she wasn’t, so she stayed there staring at a floor that looked a million miles away and waited for her drink.

Then she heard heavy steps coming toward her.

Her body wouldn’t cooperate with an attempt to see who it was until a pair of boots walked into her limited field of vision. Black boots. Black jeans. She could guess the rest. With extreme effort, she lifted her head and blinked a few times until Cam Thatcher’s face came into focus.

“Jesus Christ,” he said.

“No, I’m Cynth…Syd. Sydney. I’m drunk.”

“You don’t say.”

“I do.” Oh, damn. That made her think of weddings, and she was instantly on the verge of puking again. She fought her surging stomach and said, “What’re you…” She meant to add doing here, but the rest wouldn’t come out.

“Forgot my hat.”

A fuzzy recollection of Cam putting his hat down on the bar earlier came to her. He hadn’t been wearing it when he walked out. Part of her was disappointed that he hadn’t come back for her, but why would he? She was engaged to Tommy.

No, she wasn’t.

“Oh, God,” she whispered. “Tommy.”

Cam winced when the name left her mouth. She wanted to explain the rest, that she only said it because she’d just fully realized what happened.

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