Drawing the Devil by Jon Keys

Author:Jon Keys
Language: ara, eng
Format: epub
Tags: M/M;rodeo;western;new adult;LGBT;ADHD;male/male;rodeo clown
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-02-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Shane scanned the crowd, searching for familiar faces. He knew they were here. It would help if he knew which ones were coming. Guilt nagged at him over how he’d blown up at Dustin. He hadn’t deserved it. Shane was exhausted, hurting and worried about their relationship. He was afraid at some point Dustin would realize he could do better, and the romantic interlude would be over.

To top off the mess, Shane’s family was meeting him. That was who he was searching for. After his last trip home, he had a glimmer of hope that life might be cutting him a break. But if he introduced Dustin to his family, to his mother, who weighed everything on her biblical scales, he knew the carefully constructed reconciliation would come crashing down. Maybe Sam would keep up a front until he got what he wanted. Okay, Sara. Sara would always be at his side. Well, he hoped. She was young. She might decide he was wrong too. Oh God, why couldn’t my life be simple? He was knocked out of his wallowing when a girl jumped in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. The enthusiastic welcome was instantly followed by a searing pain that doubled him over, spilling him and Sara to the ground.

Shane gritted his teeth. “Hey, Sara. A little less enthusiasm would have been good.”

A thick hand appeared in Shane’s watery vision. He followed it upward to Sam’s drawn face. “Come on, suck it up.”

Shane let out a snort of laughter, followed with another grimace of pain. “Don’t make me laugh, it hurts too much. And if it was sucked up any more, I’d be a girl.”

Sara’s strong hand popped him across the shoulder. “Hey! There’s nothing wrong with being a girl. I bet I get more guys than you do!”

Shane looked at Sam with a bemused expression. “Please, oh please, tell me our parents have not let our little sister start dating.”

Sam jiggled the hand he still held out. “You keep sitting there and you can talk to them personally about it.”

Shane slammed his hand into his brother’s, ground his teeth and then shoved himself off the walkway. He regained his feet. Staggered for a minute. Then focused on his siblings, one arm protectively against his ribs. “So, Mom and Dad are here?”

“Sure, I texted you we were all coming!” said Sara.

He patted his sister’s shoulder. “I know, I know. You and the—darn—texting. But sometimes plans change.”

“Well it’s just the four of us. The others couldn’t get away,” said Sara.

Shane shrugged, thinking four members of his family were more than enough. “Sounds good. Hey, I gotta get ready. I’ll see you after the bull riding.”

“What are you talking about? Surely you ain’t gonna bullfight with busted-up ribs,” Sam said.

Shane let out a long sigh, wondering how many people were going to tell him what he could and couldn’t do today. “I have to do it, Sam. Mesquite’s huge for me to get votes.”

“You’re an idiot. What if one of the crazy bulls hits you again? You could get messed up permanently.

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