Breaking Through to Sue (4th in Breaking Series)

Breaking Through to Sue

"Neon lights draw me like a moth to a flame. Mama raised me right so that just leaves me to blame. When i get a little sideways on a honkey tonk tear, I'm old enough to know better but i'm still to young to care. Cowgirls with an attitude. Boots and tight blue jeans, take my mind off doing right and doing other things. When the weekends gone, i won't have a dime to spare. I'm old enough to know better but i'm still too young to care!" Wade Hayes "Old Enough to Know Better"

"As I walked out on the streets of Laredo. As I walked in Laredo one day...." Ryder stopped his drunken singing when he caught sight of the saloon girl walking back and forth across the lantern lit porch of the saloon.

"Well hello, my future wife." he called loudly to her and she blushed and gave him a coy wave.

"No." his older brother Ty said sternly.

"No, what?" Ryder asked with an innocent grin.

"We are supposed to be going to Texas and we'll never get there if you stop at every damn saloon between Kentucky and Austin."

"I don't stop at every saloon." Ryder argued. "Why I skipped three right back there in Witchita." Ty shook his head.

"That's because you were passed out drunk in the saddle." he reminded his brother. "From the first saloon you stepped into."

"See! I'm due for some more fun."

"That was only three hours ago!" Ty exclaimed.

"Then it's about time we stop for the night and get some rest, don't ya think? Look at her, Ty, I think I'm in love."

"Ryder, you fall in love ten times a day. Now come on and we'll make a camp outside of town."

"Make a camp?" Ryder asked with a frown as they rode away from the pretty little saloon girl. "Brother, if you'd let me work my magic we could both be sleeping the night away at the saloon with a set of breasts for pillows." Ty couldn't help but laugh.

"And what would you be paying those women with for the use of their breasts? You lost the last of your money at the last saloon. Remember you lost several hands of poker, drank several bottles of whiskey and then spent the last of it on three whores at once... All of which you were desperately in love with."

"They were beauties." Ryder said with a sigh and then he shrugged. "At least I think they were... I was too drunk to really remember."

"Of course you were. Hell you still are. I'll tell you what, if you ever really fall in love with a woman you won't know what to do with yourself."

"I love all women." Ryder argued as he stood up in the stirrups to stretch out his long, denim clad legs. "Old, young, short, tall....."

"Do you have any standards?" Ty asked with a bit of irritation. Ryder gave him that grin that seemed to always get his younger brother out of any trouble he was in.

"I prefer them to be breathing." Ty couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yeah, that's always a plus." he agreed. Ryder whooped loudly and pulled his gun, the three bottle of whiskey still flowing through his veins. He aimed his gun in the air and began firing off shots as he galloped down the dark, dusty street. He was whooping and laughing and thoroughly enjoying himself. Ty just shook his head and met his brother just outside of town where Ryder had stopped to wait on him.

"You're going to get yourself killed one day doing that." Ty warned his brother. Ryder smiled.

"We all gotta die someday, big brother. We might as well live a little before it happens."