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BoLo Rodeo
I put my glass down and continued. ”The woman was a rookie, her very first pro rodeo event actually, and she was absolutely glued to the back of that powerful bronc. She had such control over him, you’d swear that if she was allowed to ride him for two more minutes she’d turn him into a domesticated trail horse.”
Everyone laughed. It was true, no one had command over an animal the way Bo did, and still does. That’s why she’s the best. Her charisma and strength isn’t just limited to horses though. She’s beautiful, strong and has that charisma and commanding presence that just makes everyone want to be around her. Something about her grabbed me at first glance and I became paralyzed in my place as she finished her ride and then some. My heart was pounding just from the memory of the first time I saw her and I could feel my face light up at the retelling of our first meeting.
”The buzzer went off and Bo dismounted easily with a little roll. The crowd was going nuts for her picture perfect first ride. She picked up her hat and saluted the crowd, dusting it off with a slap on her leg. That’s when I saw her face. Bo turned toward me as she made her way to exit the arena. She didn’t see me at first, but I couldn’t tear my eyes off of her and that million dollar smile of hers. To say that I was weak kneed would be an understatement.”
My confession earned many gushing ”ahh’s” from the onlookers as they could see the emotions play across my face. ”Before that day no one I knew would ever tell you that I was a romantic, or that I believed in love at first sight. Heck, I hardly even dated, preferring the company of my horses over humans.”
Tamsin piped in loudly, ”Ain’t that the truth! I had an old maid outfit ready for ya for when you reached forty!” Her comment caused everyone to laugh loudly as most of them were well aware of my aversion to people. Horses are honest and genuine and my experience with people has been much the opposite.
I shot Tamsin a teasing grin, but right now I felt those same butterflies in my belly that I felt that day I saw her walking my direction. ”Bo was wearing what we all know now to be her often imitated trademark look, but that day…that day, no one in the whole damn arena looked like she did and even now, no one wears it as well.”
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nice one. i was a bit hesitant with the POV at first but it ended well. :) im really happy that this site had opened its door for other fanfics. now i will only have one site to check. :)
great story. please write more. :))