Flanked by Cat Johnson Page A

led Aaron and Skeeter to the truck and tried to bury his mixed emotions. Excitement, horniness and shame all spun through him and had him getting hard when he definitely should not be considering he was standing next to Aaron and was on his way to a fan event.
    Yup, women were distracting as hell…and totally worth it. His cock settled into a semi-hard state of anticipation as he put the key into the ignition and prepared for a long day. Aaron’s sponsor appearance, followed by some food, then a night of bull riding, then as soon as Skeeter and Aaron were asleep again, a night with Silver. Garret’s mouth went dry just at the thought.
    For the first time in his career, he would be willing to skip riding in a competition, the thing that was most important to him at this stage of his life, just to get to the part of the night where he’d be with her again—and he’d be lying if he didn’t admit that scared the hell out of him.
     
     
    The crowds had never bothered Garret before.
    Hell, he’d ridden in Las Vegas at the most important event of the season. He’d ridden in front of the huge crowd and television cameras at Madison Square Garden in New York City and not blinked an eye. But today, Garret was nervous. It had nothing to do with the audience packing the arena, or the rank bull he’d drawn, or that he was nearly a thousand points behind the Brazilian rider who was leading the world standings. It had everything to do with one violet-eyed woman sitting in the VIP seats pretending that she didn’t know him.
    She knew him all right, just as he knew her. Knew exactly how she looked and sounded when she came. Knew she loved that piercing tugged and the feel of his teeth on her clit because she enjoyed a bit of pain with her sex. Knew she’d held back last night rather than give in fully to the pleasure he could have given her when he’d worked her G-spot until she was writhing beneath him. If he’d had her alone, in a bed and in private, far from any prying ears or eyes… Oh yeah, he would have had her screaming.
    Crap. Now he was hard as a rock. Not a good situation when surrounded by people and cameras. A worse situation since he was about to jump on the back of a ton of bucking bovine.
    The announcers were already in the booth and the entertainer was in the arena working the crowd. It was nearly show time and Garret needed to get his head in the game. He ran his gloved hand down his bull rope, working the rosin into the fibers, making it sticky for a better grip when it was wrapped around his hand during his ride. Good thing he could do this in his sleep, because he sure as shit couldn’t concentrate. Not with Silver sitting right there above the chutes. He glanced over his shoulder one more time and found she was watching him.
    A smile bowed his lips. At least it wasn’t one sided. If he was going to be obsessed with a girl, there was some small consolation in knowing she was feeling the attraction too.
    “Hey.”
    Chase startled Garret out of his thoughts. “Hey. You get Leesa settled?”
    “Yup. I pointed out Aaron’s sister to her and told her to sit next to her.”
    “Great.” Cozy. Wonderful. Now maybe Silver and Leesa could chit chat about him. Maybe Leesa would even tell Silver all about the drunken prank he’d played on her and Chase last year. Garret smothered a sigh. Chase had no way of knowing Aaron’s sister was also the girl he’d spent a considerable amount of time getting to know in the biblical manner last night.
    Garret glanced up again. Yup, there they were, sitting side by side and chatting. It was strange, kind of like his and Chase’s girlfriends were up there together. Silver was not his girlfriend. He didn’t have a girlfriend and he didn’t want one. At least he hadn’t thought so.
    See you in your truck tomorrow night.
    He’d replayed Silver’s promise in his head a good hundred times today. Maybe there was something to be said for knowing there was a hot chick