Chapter 44

“Time on that run, three point seven six seconds. Lex Cunningham has just laid down the new time to beat.”

Lex waved to the cheering crowd and danced a little jig in the middle of the pen. That was his best time ever. He jogged to the side of the arena and deftly leapt the fence. As he hit the ground, he was immediately lifted off his feet and spun around in the air.

“God damn, ya old mother fucker! Ya went and beat me!”

Lex, who, at twenty-eight, was anything but old, laughed.

“Yeah, I did!” Lex sang out as he was lowered to the ground and pulled into a bear hug by Trent Boxwood.

Trent’s hard pecs pressed against Lex’s own muscular chest, giving Lex a thrill of excitement.

“That makes it one for each of us,” Trent said as he released Lex, keeping his hands on the cowboy’s shoulders. “I took the calf ropin’ and y’all won the bulldoggin’.”