“Cowboys are hot, though.” “Are they?” I tilt my head as I look at her. “Do you ride?” I may as well have double entendre flashing in neon above my head. She huffs a little laugh, and her cheeks go bright pink. I expect her to look away, but she doesn’t. “I do…” she replies eventually, and a glint of amusement sparks in her eye. Yeah, she’s definitely as into this as I am. “Though I haven’t in a while.”
