Loud country music greeted Lex as he walked into the dimly lit bar. Sounds of laughter and conversation were almost drowned out by twanging guitars and beating drums. He let his eyes adjust and looked around for Trent.
When he didn’t see his friend, Lex checked his watch. He was early. Because he was anxious to see what the evening would hold, he’d rushed to arrive.
After ordering a beer, Lex leaned against the bar and surveyed the room. Cowboys and cowgirls he recognized from the rodeo were among the patrons. Would-be cowboys and cowgirls from town were mixed in with them. They were a happy, rowdy crowd.
Lex took a swig of his beer and smiled. This was the life he loved: rodeoing during the day, partying at night. The only thing missing was the easy s*x that came walking right up and
