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Yoga is great for flexibility, balance, strengthening. I’m focused on healthy living. I’m really into taking care of the body.” And she would definitely like to take care of his.
His eyebrows rose. “I could probably use a little instruction.”
No more pretending she was someone she wasn’t. No more trying to fit into someone else’s world. She was done faking it in the hopes that someone would pick her. Wyoming was a new beginning, and she would be as honest as she could be about everything.
Better to find out now than get involved and be disappointed later. He either was relationship material, or she’d be forced to move on.
She thought about the regret she’d heard in his voice earlier and hoped she was right about the cause. “And I could use a boyfriend.”
His smile drooped, his body stiffened, and his jaw tightened.
Heat suffused her cheeks like someone had poured scalding water through her veins as she waited for him to say something, anything.
He rubbed a hand across his chin. “You’d realize pretty quick I’m not boyfriend material.”
She’d asked for it. She’d told herself it would be better to find out sooner rather than later.
But it wasn’t any better.
“Good to know,” she lied, when she really wanted to ask him why he wasn’t boyfriend material. A woman at every rodeo? Couldn’t keep it in his pants? Likely cowboys weren’t a breed apart from other men. She’d just allowed romantic notions to get in the way of reality…again.
“I’ve a chance to go to the Finals this year,” he continued, talking so fast the words folded into each other. “That’s taking all my time and attention.”
What had she expected, blurting out such a thing to a man she barely knew?
As typical, she’d imbued him with characteristics and feelings she had wanted him to have, not ones he did have, because she’d imagined him saying wonderful things to her when they finally met again. Like I’ve been in love with you from the first time I saw you… You are the one for me too… I’d love to be your boyfriend.
Well, he’d been honest, at least. That was an improvement over the others.
The music stopped, and he boggled a step in order to halt.
“If you are interested in just tonight…”
A year ago she might have agreed. She would have never mentioned the boyfriend thing. And she would have expended a lot of time and effort trying to fit into his world so he would want to be her boyfriend.
But that was a year ago. This was now. And she’d learned a thing or two since then. About herself. About men. About life.
She stepped out of his embrace, shook her head, turned on her heel, and left him standing on the dance floor as the band played another slow tune.
Been there. Done that. Not doing it again.