Brianna Donovan muttered with a frown as she and her best friend, Marissa, settled into their front row seats at the Cheyenne Frontier Days Rodeo. “You’ll be thanking me for it later when I introduce you to some of those hotties behind the gate,” her friend said with a wave of her hand. Brianna followed her gaze to the leather and denim clad cowboys gathered near the chute. Several of which Marissa knew up close and personal. “I know you’re trying to jump-start my sex life, but I’d rather not have it be with your leftovers.” Even if it had been months since she’d had any sexual satisfaction that wasn’t brought about by her own hand. Marissa laughed. “Come on, Bri, I haven’t slept with all of them. I left you a few good ones to choose from.” “They’re cute, but you know I like my men tall.” At least taller than her own five foot eight inches.
