Texas Pride Read Online Novels by Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 121083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
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“Yeah! Now come dance!” JoLynne pulled Kitt off the barstool. The waitress handed him a new beer as JoLynne tugged them out on the small dance floor with a slow moving Carrie Underwood song beginning to play.

“I love this song! No matter how many times I hear it, I love it!”

JoLynne came straight into his arms. She molded her body against his and began to move around the dance floor in a slow, tricked up two-step. Kitt never had a choice. He wrapped one arm around her thin waist and took a long drink of his new Bud Light before discarding it on a random table.

“I’ll be back for that,” Kitt called out to the couple at the table. It freed him up to twist and turn her to the beat of the music. They danced well together, and after a couple of faster songs, they finally took it slower when Willy began to play. JoLynne came back into his arms all hot, sweaty, and still tipsy as hell. They were back to a simple two-step together. On the pass back around, Kitt grabbed his beer with a nod and took a long swig. He started to give JoLynne a drink, but stopped.

“How’re you gettin' home?” He eyed her close.

“I’m not drivin’, I’m here with Rae-Anne. But you know I’d go home with you if you asked.” There wasn’t even a blush at the words. He guessed they were too old now for hesitations and innuendos. The game was gone. Apparently, they just said it plainly and just like every other time she’d asked, there was no way he would be going there with her. Instead of answering, he handed her his beer, and she drained it down.

“I’m guessin’ that’s a no, like usual. At some point Kitt Kelly, a hot guy like you’s gonna need some in town lovin’. When that time comes, you promise to call me.” She moved back into their dance embrace with her body molded against his. She spoke more in his ear, and her breath tickled his neck as she rested her head against his shoulder.

“JoLynne…”

“I know, you don’t shit where you eat. I heard it all from Jimmy, but just know there’s a big Kitt Kelly fan club ready to step in and make you a fine wife for that big ole ranch you got out there. And you aren’t gettin' any younger. Twenty-eight’s pretty old around these parts to never been married.”

“I know and you make it look like so much fun. When’s divorce number two final?” Kitt shot back. He kept their feet moving together instinctively. JoLynne was still inappropriately pressed against him from head to toe, and she grinned, gripping his ass when she answered.

“Soon as he gives me the trailer and stops fightin’ me on the flat screen. Until then, he can just keep payin’ for it all, and I’ll keep livin’ there without him anyways.”

“Hmm…” It was all Kitt said as he felt his phone vibrate at his belt. He anchored her slightly to his left, never stopping their steps around the dance floor as he palmed his phone to read the text. It was the one he’d been waiting for all night. With one hand, he texted back a quick, ‘I’m on my way’ and began to pry JoLynne off his body.

“Honey, I gotta drive to Dallas tonight. I just got the call. Thanks for dancin’ with me.” He saw her wobble a little and turned his head to see if Rae-Anne was in any better condition to drive them home.

“Kitt! Why’re you leavin’! You never come into town anymore!” JoLynne stomped her foot as she spoke.

“Sorry, babe, it’s an emergency. I gotta roll. Tell Jimmy bye for me.”

He left the dance floor, texting Jimmy to make sure the two women got home safely. Kitt pulled out his wallet, paid his tab at the bar and strolled right out the front door without a backward glance. All of a sudden, the night started looking up in a major way.

It was at least a ninety minute drive to Dallas, but his fuck buddy had gotten free after all, and the lord knew he needed to get laid in the worst way possible. As he used the side step to his F250 pick-up truck, Kitt palmed his phone again. He quickly sent a text to his ranch foreman, letting him know he would be back about mid-morning and to begin the day without him. His truck was in gear and already pulling forward before he even got the door fully shut.

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Four hours into the awards ceremony, Austin wanted to hang himself. The never-ending tears of acceptance speeches rang like a sledge hammer through his head giving him one hell of a splitting headache. At least at the other award shows, they served alcohol to help take the edge off the tedious boredom and in your face egomaniacs. Seriously, the whole industry just thought too highly of themselves. In what world was it ever okay to have a room full of people sit for hours, stewing in their own greatness? All while they waited to see if they’d won a trophy of a naked man with no dick… It was such a joke.

Austin didn’t have to worry about his appearance tonight. His hair was sculpted in place, designed not to move even in gale force winds. He didn’t have to worry about the make-up either because much to his staff’s regret, he’d refused to wear any tonight. Austin drew the line at make-up after he was spray tanned, clean shaven, and if he was willing to admit it, even waxed.

To top it all off, Austin was brawny and built with muscle. The idea of wearing a form fitted tuxedo with a stupidly tight silk necktie that seriously limited his breathing by half was just plain crazy. The seating in this old building was impossible. These tiny seats had to have been made for children, not for grown ass men.

Nearly an hour later, the night finally began to wear down with only three awards left: Best Actor, Best Director and Best Movie. Austin was nominated for his role as a down on his luck guy who turned multi-millionaire, only to lose it all on a sick son he didn’t know he had. He wasn’t sure the simple, low budget role truly rang award worthy, yet the entire cast sat behind him. He could hear their giddy whispers buzz through the air, but he just wasn’t emotionally in the same place with them.


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