Ladies Love Country Boys… That’s the title of my story in the Cowboy Lust anthology. Where did I get it? That’s easy! That title was taken directly from the Trace Adkins song. The lyrics of that song are so true. Take a look at a sampling below.
“She grew up in the city in a little subdivision,
Her daddy wore a tie, Momma never fried a chicken,
Ballet, Straight A’s, Most likely to succeed
They bought her a car after graduation
Sent her down south for some higher education
Put her on the fast track to a law degree
Now she’s comin home to visit
holdin the hand
Of a wild-eyed boy
with a farmer’s tan
And shes ridin in the middle of his pickup truck
Blarin Charlie Daniels yellin, “Turn it up!”
They raised her up a lady
but there’s one thing they couldn’t avoid
Ladies love country boys”
So true!! And inspirational. Here’s a little bit of my story LADIES LOVE COUNTRY BOYS as seen in COWBOY LUST, about an East Coast city girl on a business trip in Texas. Her car breaks down on the highway outside of Rodeo Austin and she decides to check out the action while killing time waiting for the tow truck. You can only imagine what she finds inside! Enjoy!
G-rated EXCERPT – LADIES LOVE COUNTRY BOYS (from Cowboy Lust)
She looked over the railing and down at the dirt-covered arena. The announcer’s voice echoed over the crowd, informing the cheering attendees of a score she didn’t understand the significance of.
It was the view that really grabbed her attention. Her gaze settled on a line of cowboys. They sat on the top of a rail, facing the arena and laughing as they watched a man dressed in clown makeup dancing to the music that had just started playing. The buffet of jeans-clad butts and chaps was entrancing. Julia took another sip of beer, but it couldn’t quench the particular thirst the view caused deep inside.
Who knew she had a cowboy fetish? Certainly not her. Then again, when had she ever had opportunity to see so many up close and personal? Never.
Amid the group, one man glanced away from the action and up toward Julia. From beneath the cowboy hat, his gaze met and held hers. She swallowed hard, suddenly dry-mouthed in spite of the beer.
Speaking of up close and personal… She wouldn’t mind getting that way with him.
She’d been caught staring, but try as she might Julia couldn’t break eye contact. In fact, she might have forgotten to breathe for a bit.
He smiled, making him look both devilish and amused. It sent her heart fluttering. When he winked at her, her knees nearly buckled. Then he hopped down from the railing and she lost sight of him.
She pressed closer to the rail, bobbing her head to see past the row of cowboys closing around her tall, dark and handsome hottie. There was lots of movement, but all she saw was the top of his black hat.
What was going on down there inside that tiny railed-in enclosure? More importantly, when would it be over so she could get back to ogling her newest fantasy man? Julia didn’t have a clue, and the announcer’s babble about chutes and numbers and percentages wasn’t answering her questions either.
Frustrated, in more ways than one, Julia took another sip of beer. She nearly choked mid-swallow when the gate of the enclosure crashed open and her cowboy bolted out atop a bucking, spinning—not to mention huge and horned—bull.
The song, a classic romance trope of opposites attract and fish out of water, inspired my story, as did an adventure I had while stranded in Texas. You can read about that real life story behind the writing of my story (AKA my great big Austin adventure) in my previous post HERE. But you have to read Cowboy Lust to find out what happens to Julia and her bull rider! 😉