vehicles.
By the time I finished riding and had
brushed the horse down, it was starting to get dark out. I hadn't
seen any more of Danny when I had returned to the stable. I could
hear some country western music playing from the apartments
upstairs. He was probably finished for the day.
I headed up to the house and got ready for
an evening out with Edie. She pulled up out front and I scurried
out the door hollering a quick good-bye to my father and telling
him not to wait up. This must be so much what it was like to be a
teenager I thought. I had missed it all.
We went to a bar called 'The Crying Cowboy.'
It was aptly named I discovered. The band was a very loud
country-western group. Everyone was line dancing. I knew that I was
out of my league here.
Edie ordered a rum and coke; I ordered an
'Adios Mother Fucker.' What the hell. I was halfway through my
drink when I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Well, hey there 'Little Bit' - nice seeing
you out this evening."
I turned and saw Danny's smile; his eyes
flickered over me appreciatively. I had worn a low cut sweater with
one of my new satin push-up bras. He had a devilish grin on his
face as he checked me out.
"Hey Danny," I said impassively, "You know
Edie right?"
"Hey Edie," he said, not taking his eyes off
of me.
I was starting to feel like he knew what I
looked like without my clothes on. He definitely had a little bit
of that 'bad boy' thing going on.
"Wanna dance, Tylar?"
A slow song was starting up and I figured I
could handle that much better than some 'Boot scooting boogie'
number.
"Sure, why not?"
I knew that he was trying his best to
intimidate me with his bold stares and complacent attitude. He was
wasting his time. I was not on the market so it didn't matter what
type of mating dance he was trying to do. It wasn't going to happen
with us.
He held me close as we danced to the slow
song. I felt his hand rubbing my back as we swayed back and forth.
He smelled of after-shave. I think it was 'Polo'.
"So, how was your ride today, 'Little
Bit'?"
"It was fine," I replied, "It was
relaxing."
"Now this is relaxing," he said trying to be
smooth.
"Having a little liquor in my gut and a
beautiful woman in my arms. It doesn't get any better than
this."
(Ohh - please!!)
The song finally ended but Danny still had
his arms wrapped around me.
"I don't want to let you go," he said
softly.
"Danny - you are welcome to join Edie and me
at our table," I invited.
I didn't need to say it twice. He grabbed
his beer and joined us. Edie was talking to a guy at the next table
who promptly asked her to dance as the band started the next
song.
"So Tylar, tell me all about yourself. Don't
leave anything out," he said to me.
I quickly revealed to him that I was
married. I needed to get that out there on the table. He didn't bat
an eye.
"I kinda figured that when I saw the rock,"
he replied, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "So, where is
hubby?"
"It's kind of complicated," I said not
wanting to air my dirty laundry. Danny was practically a stranger
after all.
"Hey," he said leaning in so that I could
hear him. "I won't nose into your business, but if you feel like
talking about it just know that I'm a good listener, alright?"
"Alright Danny. Thanks."
He ordered a round of drinks for us and I
found myself letting my guard down a bit. I ended up telling him
the whole sordid story of what had happened with Trey and
Amber.
"Wow," he said, shaking his head. "What the
hell is wrong with your hubby? You seem to be the whole package, if
you ask me."
I blushed at the compliment. He was a bit
disarming.
"So, what are your plans?" he asked.
"Well for now I just needed a break. I've
asked my father if I can help out with the horses. He is fine with
it. I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all 'Little Bit," he said to me with
a smile. "I am looking forward to it."
The next few days were filled with a flurry
of activities. I spent a good portion of the day working with