Ride (Large Print): A Cowboy Romance

Its the chance of a lifetime: photograph the World Rodeo Championships.There are only a couple of rules: dont get in the way dont get trampled and dont get frisky with the cowboys. As if I need to be told. I tried that once when I was dumb drunk and eighteen and no matter how good it felt Im not about to make that mistake again. Im here to make a name for myself not become another buckle bunny.Im a professional and I dont care how charming Jackson Cody two-time World Rodeo Champion might be.Even if it turns out he does remember our brief encounter all those years ago when I was dumb and drunk.And especially not if he wants to re-start right where we left off.Its a terrible idea. This gig is the beginning of the rest of my life. A foot in the door. A way to prove I can be taken seriously and Jackson is nothing more than pretty eyes a cocky smile and a mouth that makes the phrase yes maam sound absolutely filthy.Problem is I know what else that mouth can do.Ive got a five-year plan. He barely thinks more than eight seconds ahead.But when he rides? Its perfect.