The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story) Read Online Free PDF

Wantin’ to go it alone? I don’t know. I just know he has the talent and he is on fire now. He is finally looking to be sponsored. Don’t want to lose his talent.”
    She straightened her shoulders and looked Thomas square in the eyes. “You should know by now that I don’t give up that easily.”

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    Jayda didn’t like parties. She entered the large barn to see crowds of people gathered about., standing in small groups as they talked over the music and sipping from bottles or red cups. She could see the dance floor just a little ways off and it looked like there was no shortage of people on it. Country music blared, pounding so hard she could feel it in her chest, vibrating her body across the floor. It was a lively group, excited and animated after a successful show. Rodeo folks did everything big.
    She tried to take it all in, but it was overwhelming. Jayda didn’t realize that many people were involved in the rodeo on a day to day basis. She should have been, her business was exceedingly lucrative, but she never thought about it. Not really. Plus, she had never been to any of these shindigs. Her dad expressly forbid it, knowing firsthand what went on at these parties. In part, she thought it was because he was trying to protect her from being fetishized. She was a beautiful, strong, black woman, and he was aware of that, even if he was white. He often said that it was important to find someone who loved her for her, and not just because she was “exotic” or “exciting”.
    She thought he was being old fashioned, but it was an unfortunate truth that she learned the hard way while living with her mother.
    He wanted to keep his daughter as far away from what he called ‘the dark side of the rodeo’ as he possibly could. She rolled her eyes when she was fifteen, thinking he was being too strict. But as she watched the women and men dancing together, she was no longer so sure about her assessment. The way they pressed together, their bodies close and their legs moving to the music, the looks in their eyes… it was deliciously sinful. She fought the urge to throw herself into the mix, abandoning all pretense of business and acting like the twenty-five year old she was, deep down inside.
    As she was about to go and find herself a partner she felt a gentle touch on her arm. Luke looked at her from underneath his ragged ball cap, a smile on his face.
    “I take it you have never been to one of these dances before?” His mouth quirked up into a handsome smirk. The kind that made her want to roll her eyes.
    “I was never in the rodeo, remember.”
    He handed her a beer bottle and looked out over the crowd. “Neither have most of these kids. Maybe they want to, maybe they have family who is. Figured you might want something to drink first.”
    “First?”
    “Thought we could have a drink, maybe a dance. Then discuss terms.” Luke took a large swing of his beer and then winked at her. Actually winked.
    She wanted to tell him no just to be spiteful, but that hard jawline and those strong muscles were more than she could resist.
    Jayda took a big swig of her beer and set it down on the table, “What the hell, why not?”
    Luke pulled her out onto the dance floor, taking her up in his arms and spinning her around in a fast paced two step.
    Moving around the dance floor with the tall cowboy felt as natural to her as walking. She didn’t need to worry about stepping on toes or having to lead. He was strong and confident as he led her across the floor, in a sea of people also following the same steps. She could have closed her eyes and just moved along with him. But then she’d miss studying every inch of him. Her eyes were locked on his as they moved around the room. And each moment she had to fight not to let those eyes wander down his entire body.
    “You’re pretty good.” He whispered in her ear, bending down and breaking eye contact. His voice was the kind of thick deep baritone that made her want to melt