Chapter One
"Buckle bunnies to your left."
Boone Hancock turned his head at Dallas' alert.
Two cuties stood at one of the giant slot machines. They
both smiled and waved.
Dallas tipped back his cowboy hat. "I'm puttin' dibs on
the redhead."
Boone glanced at her, but his gaze shot back to the angel
with the long black hair and pale skin. Her curves, packed into a petite little
body, captured his complete focus. Her slinky purple dress and black
spike-heeled sandals shouted she was ready to party.
"Look at those legs." Dallas raised his hand in a
return greeting.
The redhead wore a green dress that showed off her nice
breasts and skimmed her thin body. Boone smiled. "You like the tall, leggy
ones, buddy. I'm likin' her girlfriend. She's a hot little bundle."
"Let's get 'em." Dallas took a step forward.
"Wait." Boone stopped him with a hand on his
shoulder. "Remember, one night. Two at the most."
"Yeah, yeah."
"You say that like you mean it, but we promised to keep
each other out of the deep shit."
Dallas looked him square in the eyes. "I learned my
lesson the hard way. You don't have to babysit me."
Boone had watched Dallas going through hell two months ago
with the girl he thought was the one for him. It had affected his buddy's
performance in the arena, and his ability to stay sober.
Boone's little brother, Jayden, caught up to them and busted
in between them. "What's going on?"
Dallas nodded toward the two girls. "Couple ladies
recognized us and want us to come and say howdy." He flicked the brim of
Jaden's cowboy hat. "Now get lost. They're both spoken for."
"Mmm, I'm liking that redhead." Jayden grinned at
her.
Boone looked back at the women. The shorter one—his—waved them
over.
"Called dibs." Dallas hitched up his jeans and
headed toward the girls.
Jayden caught up to him. "We'll see, won't we."
Boone quick-stepped and lined up next to his brother. As
they got closer, he saw his cutie's eyes watching him. Hazel. Damn. Beautiful
eyes, beautiful face, a body that he needed tight against his. It didn't take
any effort to slide into charming cowboy mode. His body warmed, primed and
ready to sweet-talk this little honey 'till her toes curled.
****
Gieselle Colberg-Staub leaned against the Birthday Baby slot
machine, her knees wobbly and her stomach jittering as she watched Boone
Hancock walk toward her. "I can't believe it. They're actually coming over
here."
Kira twirled a lock of hair around one finger and made a shy
smile at the cowboys. "Of course they're coming over here. How could they
resist?"
Gieselle sucked in a calming breath. She'd watched Boone win
the bull riding competition this afternoon, and now he—and his big, shiny belt
buckle—headed her way. "God, he's cute." Shaggy blonde hair touched
his collar at the back of his black cowboy hat. A purple and black print
western shirt and the sexiest jeans she'd ever seen on a man.
"That big, dark haired hunk is fucking gorgeous."
Kira sipped her vodka tonic.
"That's Dallas Burns. He came in third in bareback
riding today." She glanced at her friend. "Weren't you watching?'
Kira sniffed. "You saw that sexy cowboy sitting right
behind us. He was worth watching."
Gieselle had picked up a love of rodeo from her college
roommate, but this was the first live event she'd attended. Now the sexy stars
she'd drooled over headed straight toward her. She held back a nervous giggle.
"Dallas is definitely your type with those dark eyes."
"Oh, yes, my heart is thumping." Kira stirred the
ice in her drink with the straw. "So, we agree? Dallas for me and Boone
for you?"
Gieselle licked her lips. She would let herself go a little
crazy this holiday break, because what happens in Vegas, hopefully stays in
Vegas. "Agreed." She squinted. "What about the third one?"
Kira laughed. "Oh, now you're getting kinky?"
Gieselle sent her a look. "That's your specialty,
girl."
The cowboys reached them, sauntering up with wicked grins on
their faces, like they
"Buckle bunnies to your left."
Boone Hancock turned his head at Dallas' alert.
Two cuties stood at one of the giant slot machines. They
both smiled and waved.
Dallas tipped back his cowboy hat. "I'm puttin' dibs on
the redhead."
Boone glanced at her, but his gaze shot back to the angel
with the long black hair and pale skin. Her curves, packed into a petite little
body, captured his complete focus. Her slinky purple dress and black
spike-heeled sandals shouted she was ready to party.
"Look at those legs." Dallas raised his hand in a
return greeting.
The redhead wore a green dress that showed off her nice
breasts and skimmed her thin body. Boone smiled. "You like the tall, leggy
ones, buddy. I'm likin' her girlfriend. She's a hot little bundle."
"Let's get 'em." Dallas took a step forward.
"Wait." Boone stopped him with a hand on his
shoulder. "Remember, one night. Two at the most."
"Yeah, yeah."
"You say that like you mean it, but we promised to keep
each other out of the deep shit."
Dallas looked him square in the eyes. "I learned my
lesson the hard way. You don't have to babysit me."
Boone had watched Dallas going through hell two months ago
with the girl he thought was the one for him. It had affected his buddy's
performance in the arena, and his ability to stay sober.
Boone's little brother, Jayden, caught up to them and busted
in between them. "What's going on?"
Dallas nodded toward the two girls. "Couple ladies
recognized us and want us to come and say howdy." He flicked the brim of
Jaden's cowboy hat. "Now get lost. They're both spoken for."
"Mmm, I'm liking that redhead." Jayden grinned at
her.
Boone looked back at the women. The shorter one—his—waved them
over.
"Called dibs." Dallas hitched up his jeans and
headed toward the girls.
Jayden caught up to him. "We'll see, won't we."
Boone quick-stepped and lined up next to his brother. As
they got closer, he saw his cutie's eyes watching him. Hazel. Damn. Beautiful
eyes, beautiful face, a body that he needed tight against his. It didn't take
any effort to slide into charming cowboy mode. His body warmed, primed and
ready to sweet-talk this little honey 'till her toes curled.
****
Gieselle Colberg-Staub leaned against the Birthday Baby slot
machine, her knees wobbly and her stomach jittering as she watched Boone
Hancock walk toward her. "I can't believe it. They're actually coming over
here."
Kira twirled a lock of hair around one finger and made a shy
smile at the cowboys. "Of course they're coming over here. How could they
resist?"
Gieselle sucked in a calming breath. She'd watched Boone win
the bull riding competition this afternoon, and now he—and his big, shiny belt
buckle—headed her way. "God, he's cute." Shaggy blonde hair touched
his collar at the back of his black cowboy hat. A purple and black print
western shirt and the sexiest jeans she'd ever seen on a man.
"That big, dark haired hunk is fucking gorgeous."
Kira sipped her vodka tonic.
"That's Dallas Burns. He came in third in bareback
riding today." She glanced at her friend. "Weren't you watching?'
Kira sniffed. "You saw that sexy cowboy sitting right
behind us. He was worth watching."
Gieselle had picked up a love of rodeo from her college
roommate, but this was the first live event she'd attended. Now the sexy stars
she'd drooled over headed straight toward her. She held back a nervous giggle.
"Dallas is definitely your type with those dark eyes."
"Oh, yes, my heart is thumping." Kira stirred the
ice in her drink with the straw. "So, we agree? Dallas for me and Boone
for you?"
Gieselle licked her lips. She would let herself go a little
crazy this holiday break, because what happens in Vegas, hopefully stays in
Vegas. "Agreed." She squinted. "What about the third one?"
Kira laughed. "Oh, now you're getting kinky?"
Gieselle sent her a look. "That's your specialty,
girl."
The cowboys reached them, sauntering up with wicked grins on
their faces, like they
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