Save a Horse
Drew, this one’s for you.
No. More. Cowboys.
This was my new modus operandi. I’d had it with sexy, tight-assed hotties who winked in my direction, rode me like they were trying to round up stray cattle, then left me holding the lasso. I was over it.
It wasn’t as though I hadn’t enjoyed myself with each and every last wrangler, brawler, cow puncher, and ranch hand out there. But I was a romantic, and had just turned forty. The luster of finding that perfect, monogamous cowboy—who still had his own teeth—was decidedly tarnished. He didn’t exist. And believe me, I’d tried to find him.
First, there’d been Billy Joe Raintree from Montana when I’d turned twenty-one. He’d taken me out behind the bar where we’d met. The blow job he’d given had made me see other universes. After m
