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do?” she asked.
Stand there and let me sniff you. “Press this button.” He pointed to a red tab. “When I say so, pull on your end and I’ll push on mine.”
“Sounds easy enough.”
Tony got into position. “Okay, hit the button.”
Lucy obeyed.
“Nice and slow so you don’t run over your foot.” He hadn’t expected Lucy to help much but the machine lurched forward and Tony acknowledged she was stronger than he’d given her credit for. Once they’d cleared the shed, they rolled the bull behind the trailer. Tony had poured a concrete slab six years ago when he’d bought his mother an outdoor cooking grill, but the grill had ended up at Juan’s house when the two of them begun dating.
As he positioned the machine, Lucy said, “I know you don’t approve of me rodeoing, but isn’t landing on cement cruel and unusual punishment?” The dimples in her cheeks twitched.
Man, she was cute. “You won’t fall off.”
“You sure of that?”
He grinned and set the dollies aside. “Trash day is Wednesday. Someone’s bound to throw out an old mattress.”
“I’m not landing on some flea-infested, urine-stained padding.”
“Don’t worry, princess, we’ll cover it with sheets.” All this talk about mattresses had Tony fantasizing about enticing Lucy into his bed.
“You’re in for a big surprise, Tony Bravo.” Lucy made a mulish face.
“Oh, yeah?” He laughed.
“I don’t intend to fall off.”
He could damn well guarantee she wouldn’t tumble from the machine, because he’d be standing by her side, ready to catch her if she slid. Lucy made a move to mount the bull. Tony’s hand shot out and caught her boot heel, holding her leg suspended in the air. “Your first lesson comes with a price, remember?”
Lucy didn’t attempt to yank her leg free and Tony struggled to keep his gaze averted from the fancy stitching across the back pockets of her designer jeans. “I have good news for you. Dad said I can take you out to the gold mine.”
“What happens if I find evidence of trespassers?” Damn, he was impressed with Lucy’s balance—she wasn’t even teetering.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
Fair enough. Lucy had matured into a self-confident young woman capable of holding her own with him, and Tony found that sexy as all get-out. He released her leg then grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her onto the machine. When she wobbled, Tony placed his hand beneath her armpit to steady her. His palm accidentally brushed the side of her breast and a quiet gasp escaped her.
He was playing with fire. If he didn’t keep things between him and Lucy purely business he was likely to get hurt—in more ways than one.
Chapter Five
Tony plugged the bucking machine into the outlet at the rear of the trailer. “Hold on while I run the machine through each gear. If it jams, I don’t want you to get whiplash.”
“What? And take all the fun out of this?” Lucy said, refusing to grab the pommel.
Tony positioned the machine at the lowest level and the motor squeaked for a few seconds then settled into a gentle twisting motion. “Relax your hips,” he said. “You look like someone shoved a pole up your—”
“Okay, okay, I get it.” She attempted a loosey-goosey posture, but it was all she could do to force herself to concentrate when Tony stared at her breasts.
“Guess what you’re doing wrong,” he said.
“Isn’t it your job to tell me what I’m doing wrong?”
“You’re holding the rope with your right hand.”
“Oops, I forgot.” She switched the rope to her left hand. After years of watching Tony and her brother compete, she’d known bull riders held the rope with their left hands, but Tony’s presence flustered her. Maybe it hadn’t been a good idea to ask for his help. He was a bigger threat to her than a renegade bull.
“Like this.” He grasped her hand and her skin tingled when the calluses on his palm scraped her knuckles. She shivered as
Stand there and let me sniff you. “Press this button.” He pointed to a red tab. “When I say so, pull on your end and I’ll push on mine.”
“Sounds easy enough.”
Tony got into position. “Okay, hit the button.”
Lucy obeyed.
“Nice and slow so you don’t run over your foot.” He hadn’t expected Lucy to help much but the machine lurched forward and Tony acknowledged she was stronger than he’d given her credit for. Once they’d cleared the shed, they rolled the bull behind the trailer. Tony had poured a concrete slab six years ago when he’d bought his mother an outdoor cooking grill, but the grill had ended up at Juan’s house when the two of them begun dating.
As he positioned the machine, Lucy said, “I know you don’t approve of me rodeoing, but isn’t landing on cement cruel and unusual punishment?” The dimples in her cheeks twitched.
Man, she was cute. “You won’t fall off.”
“You sure of that?”
He grinned and set the dollies aside. “Trash day is Wednesday. Someone’s bound to throw out an old mattress.”
“I’m not landing on some flea-infested, urine-stained padding.”
“Don’t worry, princess, we’ll cover it with sheets.” All this talk about mattresses had Tony fantasizing about enticing Lucy into his bed.
“You’re in for a big surprise, Tony Bravo.” Lucy made a mulish face.
“Oh, yeah?” He laughed.
“I don’t intend to fall off.”
He could damn well guarantee she wouldn’t tumble from the machine, because he’d be standing by her side, ready to catch her if she slid. Lucy made a move to mount the bull. Tony’s hand shot out and caught her boot heel, holding her leg suspended in the air. “Your first lesson comes with a price, remember?”
Lucy didn’t attempt to yank her leg free and Tony struggled to keep his gaze averted from the fancy stitching across the back pockets of her designer jeans. “I have good news for you. Dad said I can take you out to the gold mine.”
“What happens if I find evidence of trespassers?” Damn, he was impressed with Lucy’s balance—she wasn’t even teetering.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
Fair enough. Lucy had matured into a self-confident young woman capable of holding her own with him, and Tony found that sexy as all get-out. He released her leg then grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her onto the machine. When she wobbled, Tony placed his hand beneath her armpit to steady her. His palm accidentally brushed the side of her breast and a quiet gasp escaped her.
He was playing with fire. If he didn’t keep things between him and Lucy purely business he was likely to get hurt—in more ways than one.
Chapter Five
Tony plugged the bucking machine into the outlet at the rear of the trailer. “Hold on while I run the machine through each gear. If it jams, I don’t want you to get whiplash.”
“What? And take all the fun out of this?” Lucy said, refusing to grab the pommel.
Tony positioned the machine at the lowest level and the motor squeaked for a few seconds then settled into a gentle twisting motion. “Relax your hips,” he said. “You look like someone shoved a pole up your—”
“Okay, okay, I get it.” She attempted a loosey-goosey posture, but it was all she could do to force herself to concentrate when Tony stared at her breasts.
“Guess what you’re doing wrong,” he said.
“Isn’t it your job to tell me what I’m doing wrong?”
“You’re holding the rope with your right hand.”
“Oops, I forgot.” She switched the rope to her left hand. After years of watching Tony and her brother compete, she’d known bull riders held the rope with their left hands, but Tony’s presence flustered her. Maybe it hadn’t been a good idea to ask for his help. He was a bigger threat to her than a renegade bull.
“Like this.” He grasped her hand and her skin tingled when the calluses on his palm scraped her knuckles. She shivered as
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