The Bull Rider's Plan by Jeannie Watt

Author:Jeannie Watt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-11-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Emma adjusted the sunglasses on her nose and propped a knee against the dashboard as she settled lower in her seat. The highway was bumpy—too bumpy to allow her to knit—so she gave up and stared at the road. Two days and one rodeo after Wes had smacked Jess in the bar, and they’d fallen into a routine that, while not exactly comfortable, was doable, and it saved her from having to go home.

She liked being on the road, meeting up with friends she hadn’t seen in ages at the rodeos, seeing the country. Since reality would soon rear its ugly head and she’d have to return home and start making a living, she was determined to enjoy her freedom for as long as she could—and for that reason she was grateful to Jess for coming up with the stringent rules.

And abiding by them.

He’d ridden once since they’d made their pact and had done better than before. Or course, after three bad rides in a row, even a semi-decent ride looked good. LeClair was well ahead of him in the standings, as was Benny Two Feathers, and Wes was rising in the ranks. Emma wasn’t vengeful, but she had enjoyed watching Wes take a hard spill into a steaming pile of bull dung after his last ride. Somehow, it seemed appropriate.

Jess left the freeway fifty miles from Oakdale and pulled into a truck stop. While he fueled up, Em went inside to see about buying some junk food. They stopped cooking together after the showdown in the camper, neither of them feeling ready to spend that much time in the small space where they’d kissed. Twice. The camper was dangerous territory when it came to controlling impulses.

Emma was surviving on energy bars, and concession stand and gas station food. She wasn’t certain what Jess was doing, but she hoped he was getting enough protein. Bull riders needed protein so that their bodies recovered from the beatings they took, but she wasn’t his mom or his significant other, so she didn’t ask him about it. He was well able to take care of himself.

She passed Jess going into the convenience store as she was coming out, bag of fried chicken in hand. He passed the keys over to her, their gazes meeting briefly before he continued on his way. They did a lot of silent communicating, which was better than the verbal kind, which somehow tended to get out of hand. Silence worked. He could prep for his rides and she could pretend that she was good with the way things were—and that touching him, even in the brief seconds it took to get his keys, didn’t affect her. She was simply skittish after they’d kissed...come close to making love. If she hadn’t backed off, they would have ended up in his bunk, and she still wondered what that would have been like. What kind of lover was Jess?

If he made love like he kissed...well, it would be an awesome experience.

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