Chapter 7 September 1st
KadeOf all people, Delilah Allen had to be in the house. I had been avoiding her for years, ever since that day. I mentally shook myself. Not those thoughts. I ran into her when the circuit was in San Antonio, and I picked a mean bugger of a bull that threw me. Luckily, I only had a concussion and needed a couple of stitches. It had been fun to tease her that weekend.
The past decade had been good to her. Her long legs led up to an athletic body. She must work out all the time. Her black hair was shiny and swung down to her lower back. I forgot how beautiful her hair was. I groaned as I turned back to the wall. I didn’t want her to see me like this. I was a broken-down cowboy with nothing left. My career was over. At thirty-one years old, I was one of the oldest g
