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around him goes away after you get to know him.”
Rett looked over at Cole. “Can we send him into the foam and just leave him there?”
“No, cuz then I’d have to feed him and shit.” Cole looked at me. “You going to ride or what? Daylight’s fading.”
“That depends—are you assholes going to tell Sayler embarrassing stories while I’m out on the bike?”
Sayler laughed. “Actually, I could probably tell them a few good tales myself.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “But, of course I won’t.” She turned the little invisible lock on her lips.
“Oh, come on,” Dray said. “Where’s the fun in that? Get on your horse, Rodeo. We’ve got tales to hear.” He ran his fingers in the air to tell me to run along.
I pulled on my helmet and goggles. Denver walked over. “Start the spin right off the jump or you might overshoot the pit.”
I gave him a thumbs up and kick-started the bike. I let the engine warm up and wondered if there was any fucking way I could concentrate on pulling off a trick with Sayler sitting there watching me.
Chapter 9
Sayler
I’d never had a hard time making conversation or meeting people, and Parker’s friends were extremely easy to feel comfortable with, even if I was the only woman sitting in the circle of chairs.
We all waited for Parker to practice his trick. He spread out his elbows, leaned forward and rode past the ramp toward the other end of the yard to warm up.
“I’ve only ever seen him ride a horse,” I said as I watched him ride across the stretch of dirt.
“Really?” Cole asked. He was extremely handsome with hazel eyes and light hair. In his smile, I could see a resemblance to his famous dad. “I thought he started riding bikes in Montana.”
Dray reached into the ice chest and pulled out a beer. He took off the cap and handed it to me. Dray reminded me of Parker, tough looking with a lot of tattoos and a great smile. Parker had mentioned that the two of them had hit it off right away.
I took a sip of beer. “By the time he started to ride, we’d already sort of gone in different directions.”
The bike vibrated loudly as Parker came back to the other side of the yard. His friend, Denver, a guy who seemed to be one of those quiet, mysterious types, stood up. “I’m going to get closer, so I can see where he blows it.”
Cole laughed. “Pessimist. Maybe he’ll nail the trick.”
“Doubt it.” Denver walked toward the jump.
Dray sat forward as Rodeo turned the bike around and faced the ramp. “Here he goes.”
“I’m feeling a little nervous,” I said. “Can he get hurt?”
“Only if he misses the foam pit,” Cole added helpfully. “Which has happened, and, trust me, it’s not too pretty.”
Parker leaned down and raced toward the narrow metal ramp. The tires hit the ramp and the bike flew up and off. The front tire spun around and the back tire followed along with Parker as he turned the bike completely around before landing into the chunks of foam. Cole, Dray and Rett hopped to their feet with cheers. I wasn’t completely sure what I’d been watching, but it’d looked pretty fancy, and it was obviously a big deal because even Denver looked impressed.
Parker’s yells followed his fists out of the foam as he punched excitedly at the air. Denver looked back at Cole. “Now if he can do that over dirt and stick the landing, he’ll have that trick down. I’ll go help him get his bike out.”
We watched as they tied a cable onto the handlebars to lift the motorcycle out. Parker looked amped up about his jump and it made me smile.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Dray said. “That pretty smile must be for something.”
I nodded. “I was just thinking that Parker hasn’t changed. He still gets really enthusiastic about things. It was always one of the many things I loved about him. Even if everything else was crappy, I could always count on Parker to cheer me up.”
“Sounds like you two were pretty serious,”
Rett looked over at Cole. “Can we send him into the foam and just leave him there?”
“No, cuz then I’d have to feed him and shit.” Cole looked at me. “You going to ride or what? Daylight’s fading.”
“That depends—are you assholes going to tell Sayler embarrassing stories while I’m out on the bike?”
Sayler laughed. “Actually, I could probably tell them a few good tales myself.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “But, of course I won’t.” She turned the little invisible lock on her lips.
“Oh, come on,” Dray said. “Where’s the fun in that? Get on your horse, Rodeo. We’ve got tales to hear.” He ran his fingers in the air to tell me to run along.
I pulled on my helmet and goggles. Denver walked over. “Start the spin right off the jump or you might overshoot the pit.”
I gave him a thumbs up and kick-started the bike. I let the engine warm up and wondered if there was any fucking way I could concentrate on pulling off a trick with Sayler sitting there watching me.
Chapter 9
Sayler
I’d never had a hard time making conversation or meeting people, and Parker’s friends were extremely easy to feel comfortable with, even if I was the only woman sitting in the circle of chairs.
We all waited for Parker to practice his trick. He spread out his elbows, leaned forward and rode past the ramp toward the other end of the yard to warm up.
“I’ve only ever seen him ride a horse,” I said as I watched him ride across the stretch of dirt.
“Really?” Cole asked. He was extremely handsome with hazel eyes and light hair. In his smile, I could see a resemblance to his famous dad. “I thought he started riding bikes in Montana.”
Dray reached into the ice chest and pulled out a beer. He took off the cap and handed it to me. Dray reminded me of Parker, tough looking with a lot of tattoos and a great smile. Parker had mentioned that the two of them had hit it off right away.
I took a sip of beer. “By the time he started to ride, we’d already sort of gone in different directions.”
The bike vibrated loudly as Parker came back to the other side of the yard. His friend, Denver, a guy who seemed to be one of those quiet, mysterious types, stood up. “I’m going to get closer, so I can see where he blows it.”
Cole laughed. “Pessimist. Maybe he’ll nail the trick.”
“Doubt it.” Denver walked toward the jump.
Dray sat forward as Rodeo turned the bike around and faced the ramp. “Here he goes.”
“I’m feeling a little nervous,” I said. “Can he get hurt?”
“Only if he misses the foam pit,” Cole added helpfully. “Which has happened, and, trust me, it’s not too pretty.”
Parker leaned down and raced toward the narrow metal ramp. The tires hit the ramp and the bike flew up and off. The front tire spun around and the back tire followed along with Parker as he turned the bike completely around before landing into the chunks of foam. Cole, Dray and Rett hopped to their feet with cheers. I wasn’t completely sure what I’d been watching, but it’d looked pretty fancy, and it was obviously a big deal because even Denver looked impressed.
Parker’s yells followed his fists out of the foam as he punched excitedly at the air. Denver looked back at Cole. “Now if he can do that over dirt and stick the landing, he’ll have that trick down. I’ll go help him get his bike out.”
We watched as they tied a cable onto the handlebars to lift the motorcycle out. Parker looked amped up about his jump and it made me smile.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Dray said. “That pretty smile must be for something.”
I nodded. “I was just thinking that Parker hasn’t changed. He still gets really enthusiastic about things. It was always one of the many things I loved about him. Even if everything else was crappy, I could always count on Parker to cheer me up.”
“Sounds like you two were pretty serious,”
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