A cowboy strutted by and tipped his hat at them. Kat took in the tight jeans and the worn Skoal mark on his back pocket. It would have made a great shot for the magazine but somehow snapping a picture of a stranger’s butt just didn’t seem like the best idea. Laughing to herself, Kat continued to follow the group. An excited squeal off to her right drew her attention to a group of women. Kat glanced over at them then followed the line to see what had snagged their attention. A long, lean cowboy was walking toward them. The man had barely taken four steps when the young miniskirt-clad girls ran past them and swarmed around the man. Continuing to walk, Kat watched the scene unfold as the women vied for his attention. The blonde appeared to be in the lead as she pressed her breasts against the cowboy’s arm, drawing his gaze downward. Denise rolled her eyes. “That’s Brody Kyle. He’s in the lead for all-round this year, so he kind of draws the fans.” Denise air quoted the word “fans”
