Wound TightA Rough RidersBlacktop Cowboys Crossover by Lorelei James

Author:Lorelei James [James, Lorelei]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 1001 Dark Nights, cowboys, Blacktop Cowboys, Rough Riders, Lorelei James, Romance
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2018-09-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It’d been five weeks since Justin had pulled the one-pump chump dump.

Five long, confusing weeks.

Sometimes Callie had to remind herself they’d only been together three days before the implosion, explosion, whatever it was called that’d caused the shift between them.

Why had those three days seemed like three weeks? She’d never clicked with a man like that before. It’d sliced her down to the bone when he’d just left her like that, after she’d opened herself up to him emotionally and physically.

She had no one to talk to about it—her sisters were in their own little worlds; her mom would worry that she’d gotten mixed up with a “broke-down cowboy,” so Callie had turned to the internet for advice. Those experts who offered assurances that deep cuts healed faster were full of shit. That single cut had expanded like a crack in a windshield, until it was big enough to shatter her outer shell.

So here she was for the first time in her life, walking around with her heart unprotected, with her defenses down completely, and that fucker Justin Donohue was clueless about it.

Talk about fucked-up. Callie was pretty sure that you were supposed to hate a guy after he did something like that, not understand why he did it, and hope the dumbass came to his senses.

The next morning, she allowed herself one hour to mope and cry. Then she did what she always had: picked herself up and went to work. Her life would go on whether or not he chose to be a part of it for the next couple of months.

Running into him the first time…Callie acted no differently toward him. She neither went out of her way to talk to him or avoid him. With the rodeo school in session that first week, they barely saw each other at the compound.

But Justin showed up every night she worked at The Sly Fox.

He never approached her. Never tipped her. Never tossed money on the bar after she danced. In fact, he went out of his way to lurk in a dark corner with his cowboy hat angled to hide his face.

She had to secretly laugh at that. Did he really think she wouldn’t notice him? Everyone took notice of a man who typified brooding cowboy loner.

Week two of their breakup or breakdown, or whatever it was…Callie got assigned to work the arena where the bull riding instruction took place. She finally got to see two-time PBR world champion Justin Donohue on the back of a bull.

His first ride was shit. But his second ride…Jesus, Joseph, and Mary. The man defined grace and raw power. She stood there like a total newb, her mouth open, her tongue hanging out, goosebumps covering her body.

He finished the ride with a text-book dismount—landing on his booted feet in the dirt with his Stetson still on his head.

Their eyes met across the fence. The cocky fucker was perfectly aware of her swooning reaction. After bestowing a wicked grin that made her damn nipples hard, he tipped his hat at her, as if he’d dedicated the ride to her.

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