Hidden Wolf

19 Your People

"-So there she was on this buckle bunny, shoving cake in her face," Tim grits out between fits of laughter. "Like some wild animal, took two guys to pull her off."

"Fuck you were a wild child," Jason cut in as the table laughs to my embarassment.

"Wait I have questions," Jace says trying to be serious. "What the hell is a buckle bunny, and why cake?"

"Buckle bunnies are like rodeo groupies, hot girls who follow around the winning cowboys. As for cake, I don't actually know? She wouldn't tell us what happened, hell you were grounded for what, a month for that?" Jason replies deep in thought.

"Two actually, apparently I chipped her tooth," I mumbled. "Don't look at me like that, she was such a bitch."

"She did treat you aweful, but you never stood up to her, why then?" Jason asked more intent. I just shrugged, but he clearly wasn't letting me off the hook.

"She made Sissy cry," I said with a sigh. Both guys made the ohhh face, confusing Chris and the guys.

"Sissy is my cousin, sweet girl, too innocent for her own good. If there's anyone that all the guys look out for more then Jess it's her," Tim explained.

"I can see her doing that," Derek chuckles. "You have a habbit of letting people push you around, but the moment they try it on someone else," he trails off shaking his head.

"You guys are up," a man calls to us.

We take our places on the rope, me first followed by Jace, Tim, Jason, Jude and lastly Chris. Our opponents this time were a bunch of the ranchers from Baxters.

"You're on the wrong side Jason," the lead guy says.

"I'm good," he says with a wink. "I prefer the winning side anyways."

"Big talk, care to put your money where your mouth is?" The challanger asks. Jason looks over our team and I see the wheels turn.

"You're on. Fifty?"

"Make it an even hundred."

"You might as well go put it in farmers relief fund now," Jason says with a smirk.

Oma steps in the middle and drops the flag. They surge ahead a split second early and pull us forward slightly before the guys dig in. The crowd roars as both sides dig in, neither giving up more then an inch.

I feel like a cartoon character as my feet move but I make zero progress. It's all up to the guys behind me. I must look like a puppy on the leash as the rottweilers behind me do the real work.

"Hey Andy, double or nothing?" I shout to distract him. "Marvel Mutts if we win?"

"You're on, but I want a dance when we win," he says with cocky smirk. Both groups really dig in at this point. I heard an angry growl from the back as the crowd whooped and hollered.

'Are you trying to piss him off?!' 'More like added motivation?'

I felt the rope surge back as our side made progress. Once the momentum started the ranchers were screwed. The crowd was deafening as they cheered on our victory as we pulled them across the line.

"Better luck next time Andy," I say with a wink. "Pay up!"

He passes $200 over to a smiling oma, as he grumbles and walks away.

"Are you trying to provoke me?" Chris whispers in my ear. His tone was dangerous, whatever my reply it could either smooth it out or set him off.

I twisted in his grip to face him, Cyrus was right up at the surface with his brown eyes staring back at me. I just gave him my best innocent look through lashes as I slipped a hand around the back of his neck.