rookies who’d joined the tour about the same time Riley started to travel with her dad, who were still single and available.
Her thoughts turned to Skeeter and how he wouldn’t be on the tour when they came back from this mid-season break. He wasn’t here with the rest of the guys. The thought that he’d rather go back to his room than come out to be with his friends broke her heart. She’d definitely take a look at that touring pro event list and see what venues they were scheduled for when she got home.
Home—which was hours away. Time to hit the highway. With one final glance at the table of riders still going strong, Riley pushed through the exit door. The guys were all fueled with adrenaline, food and no doubt a few of their sponsor’s energy drinks. They could sit and talk for hours about tonight’s rides. But for her and her father, it was going to be a long, boring night.
Chapter Four
The door of their room had just closed behind their two female guests when Aaron turned to Skeeter, wide eyed. “Dude, did you do it?”
“No, I didn’t do it.” In what might be the most embarrassing night of his life, Skeeter didn’t even want to think about how he’d listened to Aaron having sex while he got Tammy off under cover of darkness in his own bed. Not to mention talk about it all afterward.
“Damn. From what I was hearing I thought—”
Good God, Aaron had been listening? “Aaron, can we please not talk about this.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s not something a guy should talk about.”
Aaron’s eyes widened. “You’ve been traveling with me and the other guys for how many years now? You know damn well we talk about it.”
“That’s them talking. Not me.”
Aaron shook his head. “I have never met anyone as squeaky clean as you in my life. I swear.”
“I am not squeaky clean.” That Skeeter had done all he had with Tammy proved he wasn’t.
“Relax, Skeets. It’s not an insult. You’re just…different.”
“I’m not that different.” Skeeter’s brows drew low.
“Yeah, buddy. You are.” Aaron slapped him on the back. “I’m starving. You wanna hit up the diner next door?”
Since Skeeter hadn’t gotten to finish his meal before Aaron had arrived with the girls, he was hungry too. “Yeah, I could eat.”
Aaron reached for the doorknob but paused, glancing back at Skeeter. “Tell me you at least had a good time.”
“Yes, I had a good time.” His cheeks heated at the admission.
“Okay.” Aaron nodded. “Come on. I’ll buy.”
They walked next door and found the place hopping. No surprise there. Bull riders liked to eat. And fans liked to follow bull riders around.
Skeeter’s gaze swept the diner, looking to see if Tammy and Robin happened to be there. He didn’t want any smirks from Aaron or any of the other guys should Tammy come running up to him and kiss him or something.
This was why he didn’t like the quick hook-up thing. It seemed fun during, but not so much afterward. Skeeter wasn’t the love ’em and leave ’em type. He was no good at it. Too bad he’d let his misery, as well as his hormones and peer pressure from Aaron, get the best of him tonight.
The coast was clear of the girls, but not of the guys. Now Skeeter could worry about something new—all the sympathy and pity he’d see in the other riders’ eyes when they tried to tell him it was all right he’d gotten thrown off the circuit.
The disappointment in himself, in his performance, came back full force. He’d forgotten about it for a bit with the distraction that was Tammy—not to mention Aaron and Robin—but it was back now. He should have stayed in the room and hid. Let Aaron come by himself to eat.
“Hey! Come on over. There’s room.” Garret stood and waved to them from across the diner.
Garret and Chase had roomed together for this event. Even though Garret was Aaron’s brother-in-law since he’d married Aaron’s sister, Silver, they’d decided it would be
Her thoughts turned to Skeeter and how he wouldn’t be on the tour when they came back from this mid-season break. He wasn’t here with the rest of the guys. The thought that he’d rather go back to his room than come out to be with his friends broke her heart. She’d definitely take a look at that touring pro event list and see what venues they were scheduled for when she got home.
Home—which was hours away. Time to hit the highway. With one final glance at the table of riders still going strong, Riley pushed through the exit door. The guys were all fueled with adrenaline, food and no doubt a few of their sponsor’s energy drinks. They could sit and talk for hours about tonight’s rides. But for her and her father, it was going to be a long, boring night.
Chapter Four
The door of their room had just closed behind their two female guests when Aaron turned to Skeeter, wide eyed. “Dude, did you do it?”
“No, I didn’t do it.” In what might be the most embarrassing night of his life, Skeeter didn’t even want to think about how he’d listened to Aaron having sex while he got Tammy off under cover of darkness in his own bed. Not to mention talk about it all afterward.
“Damn. From what I was hearing I thought—”
Good God, Aaron had been listening? “Aaron, can we please not talk about this.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s not something a guy should talk about.”
Aaron’s eyes widened. “You’ve been traveling with me and the other guys for how many years now? You know damn well we talk about it.”
“That’s them talking. Not me.”
Aaron shook his head. “I have never met anyone as squeaky clean as you in my life. I swear.”
“I am not squeaky clean.” That Skeeter had done all he had with Tammy proved he wasn’t.
“Relax, Skeets. It’s not an insult. You’re just…different.”
“I’m not that different.” Skeeter’s brows drew low.
“Yeah, buddy. You are.” Aaron slapped him on the back. “I’m starving. You wanna hit up the diner next door?”
Since Skeeter hadn’t gotten to finish his meal before Aaron had arrived with the girls, he was hungry too. “Yeah, I could eat.”
Aaron reached for the doorknob but paused, glancing back at Skeeter. “Tell me you at least had a good time.”
“Yes, I had a good time.” His cheeks heated at the admission.
“Okay.” Aaron nodded. “Come on. I’ll buy.”
They walked next door and found the place hopping. No surprise there. Bull riders liked to eat. And fans liked to follow bull riders around.
Skeeter’s gaze swept the diner, looking to see if Tammy and Robin happened to be there. He didn’t want any smirks from Aaron or any of the other guys should Tammy come running up to him and kiss him or something.
This was why he didn’t like the quick hook-up thing. It seemed fun during, but not so much afterward. Skeeter wasn’t the love ’em and leave ’em type. He was no good at it. Too bad he’d let his misery, as well as his hormones and peer pressure from Aaron, get the best of him tonight.
The coast was clear of the girls, but not of the guys. Now Skeeter could worry about something new—all the sympathy and pity he’d see in the other riders’ eyes when they tried to tell him it was all right he’d gotten thrown off the circuit.
The disappointment in himself, in his performance, came back full force. He’d forgotten about it for a bit with the distraction that was Tammy—not to mention Aaron and Robin—but it was back now. He should have stayed in the room and hid. Let Aaron come by himself to eat.
“Hey! Come on over. There’s room.” Garret stood and waved to them from across the diner.
Garret and Chase had roomed together for this event. Even though Garret was Aaron’s brother-in-law since he’d married Aaron’s sister, Silver, they’d decided it would be
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