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laugh at what both of us do for a living. It’s really
hard sometimes, isn’t it?”
    Maybe I should give bull riding more respect than I have…
    Brady shrugged. “I just let it roll off my back for the most
part. But I couldn’t let him make fun of you.”
    Leah cocked her head, looking at him with narrowed eyes.
“Why do you care if he makes fun of me?”
    “Because you’re not a morning person and I didn’t want to
see you go over the table and rip out his jugular,” he joked, but refused to
meet her eyes. “The commercial’s almost over.”
    “We’re back with Leah Fitzpatrick, Olympic gold medal winning
figure skater, and Brady Parrish, top-ranked professional bull rider. When we
went to break you were saying, Brady, that Leah would be going on tour with
you?”
    “Yep, she sure is.”
    “And what will you be doing on tour, Leah?”
    Leah smiled. “I’ll have the easy job, I assure you. While
Brady is battling the bulls, I’ll be signing autographs, taking pictures, that
sort of thing. And, of course, I’ll be watching the events. It sounds exciting.
Scary, but exciting.”
    “Well, here’s hoping Brady has good luck with the bulls and
you have fun on tour,” Evan replied. The camera cut out to another part of the
studio, and Leah and Brady stood.
    “Thank you so much for the opportunity to speak today,” Leah
told them, shaking their hands before turning to the producer. “We really
appreciate it.”
    Brady did the same and then they made their way out of the
studios and into yet another cab, this time bound for the radio and television conglomerate
where they’d be doing interviews for the rest of the morning.
    By the time noon arrived, Leah was already exhausted. She’d
forgotten how tiring these media days could be. Brady didn’t look much better.
They both ate their takeout sandwiches in silence before taping segments for a
bunch of television affiliates. After what seemed like an eternity they were
done and headed back to the hotel.
    “I can’t wait for a nap,” Leah declared, groaning as she
pressed her fingers into her aching neck muscles.
    “That actually sounds real good. I don’t usually sleep
during the day unless we’re traveling, but I’m bushed. Wanna grab some dinner
later?” When Leah paused to consider her answer he added, “Please? I hate
eating alone.” He gave her a lost puppy-dog look which didn’t fool her for a
second, but she agreed. “Great. I’ll make reservations for seven. See you in a
few.”
    Ducking into her own room, she collapsed on the bed and was asleep
within seconds.
    * * * * *
    Brady called down to the concierge as soon as he got back to
his room. He didn’t want to eat in the hotel restaurant—he wanted something a
little special. As he waited for the phone to ring he smiled to himself. Leah
would shit bricks when she saw him in a suit tonight. He hadn’t been sure what
he would need on this little field trip, so he’d brought some of everything. It
might not be a fancy designer suit, but he’d had it custom-made. He’d had to,
since most off-the-rack suits didn’t fit the shoulders or thighs of his
muscular frame.
    When the concierge answered they spoke for a few minutes.
Brady didn’t want to get stuck in some place where he had to remember a million
rules about which fork to use when, but he did want to show Leah he could be as
civilized as the next guy. He wasn’t sure why he cared what she thought, and
didn’t choose to examine it too closely. After picking a nice steakhouse, which
the concierge assured him had a varied menu just in case Leah wasn’t a fan of
red meat, he hung up and flopped onto the bed. He’d intended on taking a nap,
but decided to call Conner first.
    “Hey, buddy, how’s the big city?” Conner asked.
    “Same as it was when we were here with the tour a few months
ago. What’s up with you? You and Jess get the rig to Wichita okay?”
    “Of course we did. It wasn’t exactly my first time driving
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