"Sure I remember but I didn't know you were going to drag your ass." Sir, everything worked out. My sweetheart didn't get hurt! I said patting my chop...er and leaning over to kiss it. "You're not hurt are you sweetheart? I joked looking at it as though it were my lover."Lamour, you are crazy as hell!" he said walking away shaking his head.Seven days later, everyone on my copper received The Army Commendation, for valor. I smiled at Hook. He smiled back and shook his head. The five of us on that. I could feel my legs turning into jello, but he didn't seem to be in any hurry to move to a more private setting. As I noticed another rider getting bucked off the bull, he pulled my arm and told me to follow him. We started walking through the crowds towards the restrooms. As we inched our way along, I still haven't really seen the face of this mystery man, but from the back I liked what I saw. He wore a long sleeve cowboy shirt, tight Levis with cowboy boots, and a large white cowboy hat. He. It lit up at his touch, and he entered a seven digit code. Instantly lights came up slowly. The soft concealed in-directs revealed a heavy steel door. A buzz sounded and he pushed it open easily. Soundlessly, it swung open and he stepped through. The lighting continued into the room where an old flagstone floor stretched out in a forty by sixty square with a ceiling that reached up fifteen feet. Rough hewn timbers supported the ceiling. It was the remains of an old barn that had stood in ruins. I reached out and touched her bare arm. "I won't bite," I whispered, stroking her skin with the backs of my fingers. My touch provoked fields of goose flesh wherever I caressed her. She sighed."Ms. Cole, I--" she said, but didn't finish."I want you to turn to face me," I said, feeling powerful, feeling in control for the first time in my life. All thoughts of propriety and reputation had fled, leaving only raw desire and palpable longing. In as long as I could remember, I'd never felt this much.