Page 26 of Leading the Blind
“Pepperoni and sausage and onions.”
“Onions burn.”
He burst out laughing. Someone was way more focused on the blow job than the pizza. “Green peppers?”
“They make you burp.”
“Jalapenos.”
Bax whacked his leg.
“All meat, and we get our blow jobs while we’re waiting.” He knew that was a great compromise.
“That’s perfect.” Bax laughed with him now.
“I’m on a motherfucking roll, cowboy.”
“You so are, Mini. Good thing I’m riding with you.”
“No shit on that.”
They pulled up at the hotel in no time, the engine dying off under Bax’s hand. “Come on, Mini. We got a date.”
“Yessir. I’m all in.” In fact, he might even be deeper than that.
Bax made him feel ten feet tall and stronger than the mountains. Winning didn’t hurt that feeling, either.
Chapter Six
“AJ! You got any Cokes?” Bax loved AJ’s ranch. Even with all the kids and other assorted family members, it was a comfortable place, and the guest house was real nice. A break from hotels and RV living.
“In the fridge.” AJ was braiding one of the little girls’ hair, his fingers surprisingly nimble.
“Cool.” Andy grinned, making his way to the fridge. He was dry as a bone.
The house was full of family, just like always, and he welcomed the noise, the distractions. They were fixin’ to have to talk about the big leagues, and Andy had to admit, he was worried. Their plan had worked so far, but what if that was a fluke? What if…the bulls on the big show were twenty times more powerful, the guys more competitive, the cameras?—
This couldn’t work.
He popped the top on his Coke, then took a long swig. Oh, that burned good. There was nothing like that, nothing.
Coke came wandering in, nodding to him.
“Gramps? What the hell are you doing here?”
“Came to talk to Jason on my way home. AJ says there’s Cokes?”
“In the fridge.” He rolled the bottle against his neck. “Mexican Coke, even.”
“Any Dr Pepper?”
“Here, Unca Poppy.” Benji trotted to the fridge, AJ’s oldest always willing to help Coke out.
“Thank you, son. You are a good kid.” Coke smiled at Benji and took the can with a smile.
“I try.” Benji gave Coke an adoring smile, and Coke ruffled the kid’s hair.
“You doing okay, Andy? You look pinched.”
