approached the highway Casey turned south instead of north, going in the opposite direction.
“You like him?” Jody asked.
“Yeah, I think I could love him.”
“He’ll hurt you,” she said. “in more ways than one. You’re too innocent for him, Casey. I think deep down he hates all women.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
“Where the hell is she,” he mumbled to himself. They should be here by now. She might be a slow driver but no one was that slow.
Standing next to Dale he looked at the program. “Where the hell are all the barrel racers?” he mumbled.
“Abilene,” Dale smirked. “Just heard there’s a clinic, a meeting then a run off for a twenty- thousand dollars. Supposed to be some hot guy there talking about what type horse and breed are best for barrels racing.”
His heart dropped. She hadn’t said a word. He thought she’d be here with him. In a few weeks she’d be back teaching, the circuit finished.
“Fuck,” he whispered. He didn’t even know her last name. “How long before they’re back? Did Jody tell you they were coming back?”
Dale was laughing at him. “So someone finally got to you,” he said, leaning against the fence. “What about your one night rule?”
“She’s mine. She said yes when I told her,” he mumbled.
“Kinda like when you tell women you love them?”
“I’ve never told her I love her,” he snarled. “I’ve never told any of them I loved them.” She was his and he did love her.
Dale was still laughing when he said, “They’ll be back late tomorrow night or early the next morning. Just so you know, when a guy tells a woman she’s his they all say yes whether they mean it or not. It’s like a guy telling them how much he loves them for one night.”
How the hell was he supposed get through a night without her snuggled up to him. She was his. He’d make dam sure she knew it when she got back.
Bobby won the roping go round again that night. Dale took the bull riding.
Finished feeding and watering Bobby drove to the motel knowing it would the same as all the others, two double beds, one on each side of the room, a T.V. on a stand and a large chair, with the washroom and shower at the other end. Dropping his duffle on a bed Bobby turned the T.V. on sat on the chair checking the channels.
“Don’t mope,” Dale snickered. “We’ll go out and find us some rodeo bunnies.”
“Fuck off,” Bobby snarled. “I’m not going out.”
“TV all night it is then,” Dale said, a snicker in his voice.
The next morning they drove to the barns, Bobby not saying a word. He filled the bucket, water sloshing over his boots, He filled the feed bucket dropped it and cursed.
Dale watched him. “Calm down,” he said.
“Hey you guys,” Jody laughed walking up to them and leaning against Dale.
“Where’s Casey?” Bobby asked.
“I caught a ride back with another girl. Casey stayed. She said there’s something really wrong with Gracie and she was waiting on the vet. She’ll be back tomorrow.”
“How was the clinic?” Dale asked.
“That ass hole guy they had to talk breeds had the hots for Casey. Told her he’d give her a better horse than Gracie.”
“What’d Casey say?” Bobby asked.
“Told him to get lost, that she didn’t want one of his horses. Makes you happy right?”
Bobby backed his gelding in the slot, nodded at the judge He came in third not caring whether he was there or not.
“Drinks on me,” Jody said.”Supper on Dale.”
“Supper’s okay but I’m not going for drinks.” Bobby said.
“Hey, let’s order in and buy a bottle,” Dale said.
Jody ordered Chinese food while Bobby drove over to the hotel and bought a bottle of rye and grabbed a bag of ice cubes.
Finished supper Bobby said no thanks to a drink and left. He tried to watch TV,