If you happen to be right about the way he was looking at you tonight and he tries to kiss you in the future and you are physically unable to dive out of the path of his lips, I give you permission to kiss him back for eight seconds before shoving him away, telling him he’s lost his mind, and storming out. Okay?” I smiled big. “Eight seconds, huh?” “If a bull rider can do it and walk away without a broken heart, so can you.” “Awesome. Me and the bull riders.”
