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She smiled " hey " she then let her hair fall down |
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"When's that rodeo again?" Marco asks, starting to sweat in his hoodie so he pulled it off and tossed it aside as he nuzzled into her. |
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" next week that's why I didn't get my my new mare" |
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"Okay so i've only got a week? Gotcha," He mused, comfortable. |
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" you go gonna enter in the barrel racing" |
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"Maybe, if I can get my confidence back up because I was scared shitless once I got going, forgot everything." Marco responded with a chuckle, |
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She giggled " and yet you ride bulls " |
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"And yet I ride bulls," He repeated with a laugh, smiling softly as he curled into her. |
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She wrapped her arms around him " I just want you to be careful and not get hurt no more" |
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Marco wrapped his arms around her, the two now close. "Well, I can't make any promises but I can try, how about that?" He asks, pecking her cheek. |
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Hurricane ! Follow Evacuation Routes.
