“I’m gonna run these up before they get cold. You got enough cash?” Sid loved to poke at him.
“You gonna cover me if I don’t, suit?” he poked right back.
“Sure. It’s the bull riders that never pay you back.”
“Hey!” Twink-rider said. “That’s not fair.”
He was going to lose his shit laughing.
Sid giggled and gave a wave, then picked up his coffees. “See you tonight, Jack.”
“I’ll be there. I’m the one on the horse.”
“There are horses in bull riding? Who knew?” Sid was still giggling as he walked away.
“Hazelnut latte and a cinnamon one with the cream on top.” He pulled out his phone to pay, which still felt just a little weird.
“Dolce. Yes sir, Mr. Boers.” The barista smiled shyly at him, then got busy making his drinks. He let himself grin at the recognition, but didn’t make a big deal of it.
“Mr. Boers,” one of the kids behind him teased, and he shot over a glare. He didn’t mean it, but a little respect didn’t hurt, right.
“Ooh. You’re in trouble.” The other kid elbowed his friend.
He could squish those tiny bull riders with one boot. He was thinking about how fun it might be to try when his coffees landed on the bar. “Thank you. Looking forward to watching you tonight.”
“I’ll be the one on the horse.” He winked and gave her a warm smile, just pouring it on.
She blushed and smiled back.
“I’m riding tonight.” One of the baby bull riders told her.
“Me too.”
“O…kay. And who are you?” he heard her ask as he walked away.
It was good to be the safety man with the hot man in his hotel room.
“Is that my coffee?” Hudson slipped out of bed as he came in and wandered his direction, slowly and buck naked.
“You know it, darlin’.” God, he did love this view.
Every inch of it.
He let Hudson come to him, all the way to the door.
That got him a grin and an eye roll. “What is this? Is there a toll? Give me that, cowboy. Which one’s mine?”
“No toll, just watching you walk.” And letting himself jones on it.
Hudson took a coffee and sniffed it. “Got it. Now you can watch me walk away.” And he did. Hudson sipped his coffee, then crossed the room again. “Mm. Sore.”
“Yeah? You need me to rub it for you?” He followed, licking his lips as he reached for that taut butt.
“No…” Hudson batted his hand away. “It’s just fine as it is, thank you. And I do mean thank you.” After another sip, Hudson set his coffee down and started fishing clothing off the floor.
Huh. He had been hoping for another go-round. “You got somewhere to be this early?”
“It’s not early, you know.” Hudson winked. “But yeah. I’ve got a meeting with the sports medicine team.”