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“Um…I just wanted you to know…this has been the best date of my entire life.”
Bradly’s eyes turned dark with desire, and he slowly shook his head as he placed his hand—the one that didn’t have a glove on it—to the side of my face. He gently rubbed his thumb over my cheek, sending little jolts of electricity from the point of contact through my entire body.
“I think I just fell in love with you, Mackenzie.”
My heart jerked in my chest, but before I could even let his words settle in my mind, he turned and headed back to the chute.
“Me too,” I whispered.
I took a few steps back and bumped into someone behind me. Spinning, I turned to see Avery. She wore the biggest grin on her face.
Her eyes went to her brother, then back to me. “Wait until I tell everyone!”
Chapter Seven
BRADLY
My heart raced so fast I could feel the rhythm through my entire body, and it had nothing to do with the fact that I was about to crawl onto the back of another massive, mean-ass bull.
No. It was because of that kiss. I closed my eyes, and I swore I could still hear the soft moan Kenzie made when I’d deepened the kiss. I’d been wanting to kiss those lips since I saw them singing in the barn last night.
Last night. How is it I only met her last night?
A throat clearing from behind me brought me back to the present.
“Is your head on straight, or are you still back there with Mackenzie?” Ty asked, a smirk on his face.
“Would you blame me if it was still with her?”
He laughed. “No, I wouldn’t. But I need you in the right frame of mind before you get on this bull. He’s young. He’s mean as hell. And I think he could be the real deal.”
“How many rides?”
“With a rider or a dummy?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “A rider.”
“Six. Blayze was one of them. Threw him off within about two seconds.”
“Anyone stay on the full eight?”
The corner of his mouth twitched.
“I’ll take that as a no. Are you trying to get me hurt right before New York?”
Ty smiled. “You’re the one who decided you were sitting out a couple weekends. You need to stay on top, especially before New York.”
Slipping my helmet on, I glanced back to see Mackenzie standing with Avery. My father walked up and slapped my back. “I’ll spot you.”
I nodded and pulled my gaze away from the woman who was currently distracting me. Drawing in a few deep breaths, I rolled my neck and climbed up the gate and rested my boot on the back of the bull. Blayze had the bull rope and was ready to adjust it for me.
“What’s his name?” I asked.
Uncle Ty said, “Playing with Fire.”
I let out a choked laugh. “Nice.”
After getting into position and having Blayze pull up on the bull rope, I rubbed the rosin and positioned my hand. Blayze, already knowing what I wanted, pulled more, and I tapped on the rope to let him know when it was enough.