Going Cowboy Crazy by Katie Lane

Author:Katie Lane [Lane, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, FIC027020
ISBN: 9780446582780
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2011-04-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

THE HOMECOMING GAME WAS A NIGHT from hell that began with Faith’s rejection and went downhill from there. Before the game even started, Slate’s best running back sprained his ankle when he broke through the “Beat the Cougars” paper banner and ran into Dawg, the mascot. The football player was taken off the field on a stretcher while Dawg only suffered a rip in one fuzzy gray knee of his costume.

The incident set the tone for the game, which was one freakish mistake after another. Their first punt was blocked and run in for a touchdown—the first of three touchdowns that would be scored in the first half. At halftime, Slate was so upset he yelled at his quarterback, who then went back out in the second half and threw three interceptions, which resulted in two more touchdowns.

Slate would’ve loved to blame the 35–17 loss on his team, but he hadn’t exactly been the most attentive coach. Numerous times during the game, he caught himself looking back at the stands for the spot of bright yellow satin in the first row. It was a sad state of affairs when a woman took precedence over football.

Although that was nothing compared to the way he felt when he arrived at the homecoming dance the following night and discovered Faith had brought a date. If that’s what you could call the gangly sixteen-year-old in the ill-fitting pants and dress shirt. He looked more like a slobbering puppy. And it didn’t help that he was slobbering all over Faith. Of course, if Slate had been dancing with her, he’d be slobbering, too. The ugly hairpiece and dress of the night before were gone, replaced by her short sexy hair and a little red number she wore that clung to every curve of her body. Paired with those red high heels, she looked like a shiny candy apple just waiting to be bitten into.

And if the kid tried it, he was dead. Sixteen or not.

“Hey, handsome.” Shirlene walked up and handed Slate a paper cup of punch. He started to refuse, but she flashed him a wink. “I added a little something.”

He took a sip, and the warmth of whiskey slid nice and smooth down his throat. “You added whiskey to the punch or punch to the whiskey?”

She laughed and leaned back against the wall. “For you, punch to the whiskey.” She shot him a glance from the corner of her eye. “You looked like you could use it.”

“You got that right.” He leaned a shoulder on the wall next to her and took another sip.

For a few minutes, they silently watched Austin and Faith gyrate in some weird rock dance to a country polka. Slate wasn’t complaining. At least the kid wasn’t touching her, although his eyes looked like they were about to bug out of his head.

“Tough game,” Shirlene finally said.

“Yeah.”

“Jared is a nice kid, but he stinks as a quarterback.”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Austin plays quarterback.”

He glanced over at her. “I realize that. He was on the team the first week.

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