Crazy Sexy Love (Dirty Dicks 1)

“You were thinking it.”

“Uh-oh,” Linc mumbles.

“That’s not what I was thinking.”

“You dismissed the idea awful quickly.”

I smile as Rhett studies me, daring him to tell me I can’t do it.

“Fine.” Dropping his fork on the plate, he leans back in his seat. “Do it.”

“I will.” I take another bite of cheesecake and set Rhett’s fork on the opposite side of the table, where he can’t reach it.

“Hey, I want another bite.”

“Sorry, I don’t share my cake with people who don’t believe in my riding abilities.”

“Oh, I believe in your riding abilities, sweetheart,” he says, his voice dropping low.

My cheeks heat, and Linc shows Rhett a knowing smile.

“Move.” I scoot toward Rhett, shoving him out of the booth.

Linc tosses his napkin on the table. “This is going to be great.”

“Mo, come on,” Rhett chides. “You don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to get hurt, sweetheart.”

I whirl on him. “Well, now maybe you know how I feel. Only when you get on a bull, your life is in danger. Mine, not so much.”

His hand locks on my elbow as I try to walk away. “Okay, point made—although it’s entirely different. You shouldn’t risk getting hurt. You have your dad to take care of. He needs you to come home in one piece.”

“And I need you to come home in one piece. It isn’t just you anymore, Rhett. I’m your who, remember? We’re a we now, and one of these days you’re going to have to accept that. I feel like you’re waiting for me to walk away or do something to mess this up, but that’s not going to happen. I’m in this for the long haul, whether you get back on a bull or not.”

“Wait a minute, I’m lost. She’s your who?” Linc says.

“I’ll explain later,” Rhett mumbles.

I turn around and walk toward the back room. Sure as shit, there’s Cheryl, a big, black mechanical bull sitting in the middle of the room. She’s surround by ropes, and the floor beneath her is covered in mats. Several tables sit off to the side, a few of them occupied.

I march up to the man with the Broken Boot shirt on. “I want to ride Cheryl.”

“You do, huh?”

Rhett and Linc step up behind me, and Rhett reaches around me to shake the guy’s hand.

“Hey, Jimmy.”

“Hey, Rhett. How are ya? How’s the shoulder?”

“It’s good. I’ll be heading back to work soon. Just have to wrap up a few loose ends.”

I’m guessing those loose ends are me.

“This your girl?” Jimmy asks.

“Yeah.” Rhett smiles fondly at me.

“You okay with her getting on Cheryl?”