I glared at her. “Sweetheart, I may be a bull riding star. My name may be plastered all over the tabloids, my bank account may be full, but make no mistake: I’m a cowboy down to my fucking soul. Cowboys don’t play games when their women are involved. Not only has this asshole messed with my woman, but he’s also fucking with my family’s land. He will get neither,” I promised, my voice dark.
