Rugged Cowboy: A Grumpy Sunshine Western Romance

Chapter 8

Wade really didn’t want to explain the torture the massage had been for him. Was he the only asshole who sported a boner when a woman touched him during a massage? Was he the cliche who would flip over and have the sheet tent above him, then chuckle about it? How many guys had Viv massaged who had the same thing happen? Had they all been assholes about it? He didn’t want to be one of those guys. Sure, it was a biological reaction, but he could get away with saying that in the morning, not here, not now. She was trying to help him after he got hurt, for fuck’s sake. And who the hell gets horny when their back is in so much pain it makes them want to curl up and die?

Okay, maybe he was the asshole in the Reddit post.

He glanced up to where she was frowning at him, her brow furrowed and her head cocked to the side. It took her a moment, then her jaw dropped open and her face turned tomato red. She turned away.“Oh, I didn’t realize.”

He reached out and grabbed her arm, stifling the groan of pain from the sudden movement.“It’s not like I can do anything about it.”

She turned with a bright, fake smile posted on her face.“It’s biology, Wade. Every guy gets them.”

He scowled.“I’m not every guy.”

An eyebrow arched.“You don’t get erections? You should see a doctor about that. I hear there are pills that can help.”

He gritted his teeth.“I get erections, but not like this. I get them for you. No one else.”

She froze, like when they had cornered Gilbert Goatfried in the pasture, and he knew he was caught.“Excuse me?”

“It’s not like I get massages all the time. I never do. But you do this to me.” He gestured vaguely toward the bottom half of the table. Guess he was that guy getting all weird on her massage table.

She sucked her lip between her teeth.“What exactly are you saying, Wade Buchanan?”

“Forget it, Viv. Jesus. Help me off this fucking table so I can go die in peace.” He struggled to turn on his side, and she came around and rested a hand on his chest, halting his movements.

“You need to be careful. If you hurt yourself, you’ll never be able to do anything about that erection. And I’d kind of like to see what you can do with it someday, when you’re healthy.”

Hope flared. Maybe he wasn’t a complete asshole then. He narrowed his gaze at her.“What exactly are you saying, Viv Kendrick?”

She flashed a secretive smile.“I’m saying I reserved the hot tub for two for after this. No one else can go in tonight. I thought it might be good for your back. Do you want some company, cowboy?”

Fuck, he finally had a shot with the sexiest woman he’d seen in a long time and he was goddamn crippled by pain. He let his head drop on the table.“That goddamn horse.”

“No pressure, Wade. We have time.”

“Fuck yeah.”

Her smile was brilliant, and she helped him off the table.“Don’t bother getting dressed. Wrap the sheet around yourself and head down the hall to the end. The hot tub should be ready. Wait for me to help you in.”

He nodded, still struck dumb by the idea that he was going to get lucky, in a manner of speaking.