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later when Aaron and Skeeter are asleep.”
    Garret laughed. “All right.”
    That he could handle. Sports medicine could fix him up with an icepack and an Ace bandage, and then later he could sit in his truck while Silver rode him. No problem. Now, however, he had to get himself put back together before anyone wandered by and found him with his dick hanging out.
    Once again, he was forced to litter as he pulled off the used condom and flung it into the darkness. “I swear if we ever do this some place normal, like a bedroom, I’ll show you that I usually do dispose of those properly.”
    “Sure.” Silver smiled but still eyed his shoulder as he struggled to buckle his belt. “You positive your arm is okay?”
    “I’m gonna have the doc take a look at it when we’re back inside. It’s been giving me some problems since the beginning of this season, but so far I’ve been able to ride through it.” Garret shrugged, but only with his right side.
    “All right. If you say so.” Her eyes focused on how he was still holding his arm. He let his right hand drop and pretended he was fine.
    “I’m good. Don’t worry.” Put back together and presentable again, at least as far as his clothing was concerned, he glanced at Silver. “You ready to go back in?”
    “Sure.” A wide grin appeared and then she outright laughed.
    “What?” Garret frowned.
    “You’re welcome to keep those, but you do realize I have to climb a flight of open metal stairs over the heads of all your fellow bull riders to get up to my seats. I’ll be doing that in a skirt with no underwear on if you do.” She glanced at the underwear sticking out of the top of his vest.
    “Oh, shit. Yeah, I guess that would be bad.” He pulled them out, feeling how soft the satin felt against his fingertips. “You do realize that if we were anywhere else, I’d keep them?”
    Silver took the underwear from him and bent to put them on. “If we were anyplace else, you could have them. I bought them and the condoms when I was out shopping during your meeting.”
    Garret’s brow rose. He was more than intrigued to hear she’d been thinking of him, of this, while they were apart today. He liked the idea. “Oh really. What else did you get?”
    “You’ll see.” She smirked before she turned and started to walk back.
    That promise and her devilish smile had him hardening again as he eyed her bare legs and followed her toward the door. If this was only round one for the evening, he couldn’t wait to get to round two.
    They arrived back inside just in time to see Aaron in the chute. Garret put his hand on Silver’s shoulder and tilted his head in the direction of the action. “Hold up. Aaron’s about to ride.”
    If she went up to her seat now, she’d miss him. She turned and followed the direction he’d nodded toward, just in time to see Aaron and the bull spin into the middle of the arena. Garret had wanted to make sure she saw her brother ride, but he wished it wasn’t just to watch Aaron hit the dirt before making eight. He had to be dragged to safety by the bull fighters and came out of the arena looking pretty unhappy.
    He came through the out gate with his bull rope dangling from one hand while he pulled out his plastic mouth guard with the other. His gaze narrowed when it hit upon Silver standing next to Garret along the rails.
    “Where were you?” Aaron was already in a pissed-off mood to begin with because he didn’t cover his ride, but apparently he’d also noticed Silver had been absent from her seat.
    “I had to go to the ladies’ room.” She shrugged. “Why? What’s the problem?”
    His brows rose high. “You almost missed my ride.”
    “But I didn’t. I saw you, so it’s all good.”
    Aaron scowled and finally turned his attention to Garret. The frown in his forehead deepened. “What are you doing here with her?”
    “I…uh…saw her coming back from the bathroom and wanted to make sure she didn’t miss you. But now I