public eye.
And the truth was that he and Parker hadn’t had much of a say in what got published in the paper. The true rivalry had been between their respective agents. Drew and Parker had spoken privately after the first article and come to an agreement. They would neither confirm nor deny anything that was printed in the paper, and they’d remain friends no matter what.
The first part of their secret agreement had worked perfectly. Their initial lack of response fueled the rivalry even more. The less he and Parker talked about it publically, the more acid their agents poured on in the next article. Any smack talk expressed in the articles was solely the invention of their respective agents. When a contest between them never became a reality and the season came to an end, the rivalry had also died down. Afterward, they’d gone their separate ways more due to life choices than anything else.
Parker had a ranch that he immediately threw his blood, sweat, and tears into after retiring from the rodeo circuit. Drew finished college and then ended up in the agricultural business world. Their paths hadn’t crossed since the last year they’d competed before they’d retired from the rodeo circuit. Not until a beautiful, honey-haired goddess had goaded both of them into a private rodeo show with a date dangling as the carrot they both wanted.
That she’d been able to talk the both of them into something he never planned to do again was a testament to how much he liked her. And an indication of how much Parker must like her, as well. He’d sworn off any future rodeo competitions the day he retired officially.
Drew had stayed in the circuit a year after Parker gave it up and retired. He’d done it to garner a third championship. He’d won that year and given up the rodeo life to finish his education. He’d never been sorry for his choices.
He had on occasion regretted never renewing his friendship with Parker, post rodeo circuit. Now that was all changed. They’d renewed it all right. They’d jumped from not speaking to each other and gone directly into sharing an extraordinary woman between them. It had been quite a dramatic rekindling of their friendship.
Drew had some thinking to do about what he wanted going forward. He needed to decide to if he wanted to go on with this wild lifestyle sooner rather than later. He certainly didn’t want to bring it up only to be told, “Sorry this was only a onetime thing. You’ll have to move on.” That would hurt.
In her sleep, Sabrina shifted behind him, and her arm came away from his waist. Drew didn’t exactly know what compelled him, but he slid from her bed, gathered his clothing, and went into the living room to dress. He needed time away from her luscious body to consider everything that had transpired tonight.
The faint scent of wood smoke from the fireplace drifted around him as he buckled his belt and readied to leave. Drew turned around looking for a piece of paper to leave a note. He didn’t see anything. Feeling like it was time to go, Drew abandoned his quest for paper, promising himself he’d call her first thing tomorrow morning.
He hadn’t even taken a single step when Parker came sneaking out of the bedroom with only his jeans on, carrying his boots and shirt. He startled when he noticed Drew standing there in the low light of glowing red coals in the leftovers from the earlier fire. A hand went over his heart and he gave Drew a you just scared the shit out of me look.
“Are you sneaking out?” Drew asked him in a barely audible tone once he came closer.
“Are you ?” he responded immediately in a low whisper.
Drew shrugged. “I wasn’t exactly sure of the protocol.”
Parker’s eyebrows went up and he nodded. “Yeah. Well, I don’t know it, either.” Moving along to the sofa, Parker sat down and pulled his boots on. He stood again and hurriedly slipped his arms into the sleeves of his denim shirt.
“Should we leave a note or