Page 36 of Cowboy Wolf's Secret Baby

“She wanted to know why you and I hung out at the fair all day today,” Taryn said. “I think that was the real reason she came to talk to me. I don’t think she cares about how well I ride or thinks that I’m pretty enough to do anything.”

“You have good intuition. She’s not really a nice person. So, what did you tell her about why we were hanging out?”

“Just that you and mom were friends, and now you and I are friends. Nothing else is her business, and if you want her to know that I’m your daughter, you’ll tell her.”

“How old are you again? Thirty?” Conner asked.

Taryn giggled. “Nope. I’m just mature for my age. Besides, I’ve heard Mom say the same thing about other people who got nosy.”

He patted her on the back and said, “I’ve got to get. I’ll talk to you later.”

Conner had a good night. He took first or second in all events and managed not to get trampled. He considered that a successful night. He just finished his final event when he noticed that Kelly was walking toward him.

He closed his eyes and groaned. “I’m not in the mood.”

“Congratulations on your wins tonight,” she said, leaning up against the fence, trying to look sexy.

“Thanks.”

“Let me take you out for some drinks to celebrate.”

“No. I’ve already told you that I’m not interested in you, either as a friend or anything else.”

“It’s because you’re shacking up with that red-haired bitch, isn’t it?” she asked. “Have you told her that you’re just going to walk away and leave her heartbroken when we move on?”

“Watch your mouth. Beth isn’t a bitch. As a matter of fact, she is the complete opposite of you. I guess that’s why she’s so attractive.”

“Ouch. That might hurt if I believed it. You’re just with her to get your dick wet. All that’s going to happen is that you are going to hurt that sweet little girl,” Kelly sneered.

“Stay out of my business and stay away from Taryn,” Conner said.

She grinned wickedly and walked away. Conner got an uneasy feeling that she was up to something evil.

After the rodeo was over for the night, he was crowded by women, all wanting autographs. He sighed at all of the pictures, shirts, and hats that were thrust at him, while at the same time, ignoring all of the flirting and suggestions about how he could spend an enjoyable evening. Gideon was just as busy, giving away signatures.

When the crowd had finally dispersed, Gideon said, “That is almost as tiring as chasing down the bulls.”

“That’s your fault that the ladies find you so exciting,” Conner said. “They can see your handsome self under all of that grease paint.”

“Maybe, or they could just be secondhand adrenaline junkies,” Gideon said. “If I took them up on their offer, do you think they would want to have sex while I was wearing the face paint or after I washed it off?”

Conner grinned and shrugged. “I honestly have no idea. I guess you’ll have to ask the ladies tomorrow night.”

“I don’t think that my wife would appreciate that,” Gideon said.

“It’s not like you’re actually going to do anything. You’re just conducting scientific research.”

“How about ‘no.’”

“Then I guess inquiring minds will always want to know.”

Gideon laughed and said, “Some of us are going out for drinks tonight. Do you want to join us?”

“No thanks,” Conner said.

“You have other plans?” Gideon grinned.

“I might,” Conner said.

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