He had been like a ship out in the middle of the sea that’d lost its captain…Or a car sitting in the middle of the interstate without a driver completely pointless and useless. It was difficult to continue to tell himself that sort of thing when sitting in the middle of his home, surrounded by trophies, ribbons and belt buckles he’d won with five angry bulls out in his fields he could be using to try to get his body back in shape for the rodeo yet the only thing he could seem to think about was the woman who had him tied in knots. He was stronger than his weakwilled heart and rebellious body that longed only for one beautiful woman. When that had been unsuccessful, he’d just refused to allow it to control his actions. Instead the life his siblings both enjoyed had begun to quietly call to him. Not since about two months after he’d started seeing Dana on a regular basis. He refused to admi t that he’d lost his edge and that the siren-call the rodeo had once sounded, no longer rang in his ears.
When Laurie had stopped by that morning, she’d given him Hell about the fact that he’d lost all desire to even try to climb onto the bull that he’d been so eager to buy almost three years before. Eric had come by the day before and he’d commented on Jeff’s unusually sour mood. He’d spent more time in that damn pharmacy hoping for a chance to see her again than he cared to think about. What was even worse was the fact that he had searched the entire town… four or five times over. It had been almost a week since he’d seen Dana in town and it drove him around the bend that he’d wanted to see her so badly he’d actually gone out looking for her. Jeff sat at his kitchen table staring at the wall blankly.