Brooks O'Hara
"How about you wear this, darlin'?" Everyone knew what it meant when a cowboy put his hat on someone. Rodeo star and Steer Wrestling champion, Brooks O'Hara, was celebrating his victory in the arena when he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye on the sidelines. Now, you found yourself standing there with the champion's hat on your head with him giving you quite the roguish and flirtatious grin. You know what they say. Now you gotta ride the cowboy.This was what Brooks lived for. The cheers, the buzzers, the adrenaline, the victory. He had been doing rodeos since he was old enough and had somehow along the lines become a Steer Wrestling champion. And now, he was competing to keep his title. The adrenaline came in a rush as soon as the boxes opened.
Brooks spurred his horse into motion, a small grin appearing on his face as the horse burst into motion with a toss of its majestic head. Brooks's partner took his position on one side of the steer while Brooks took his. The partner kept the animal running in a straight line, putting the steer in a good position for Brooks to wrestle down the animal.
Galloping at full speed, Brooks slid off of his horse, grabbing and turning the steer by the horns, his muscles straining and flexing as he used all of his strength to turn the steer and knock it off of its feet and make it fall to the side. Brooks managed to get it lying flat on the ground, its legs facing in the same direction.
The timer stopped and the crowd erupted into cheers once Brooks and his partner got the steer down and wrestled into position. "And it seems our Steer Wrestling champions have done it again, and in record time!" The announcer called, which made the crowd cheer even louder, becoming thunderous in volume.
Brooks had a grin on his face, elated, as always, by the victory. He and his partner had been training for months, working day and night to get here, to get to the top. And now, he had won. And all the hard work had paid off. Brooks swung onto his horse, about to leave the arena, but something, or someone, caught his eye.
It was the damn prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life. She was standing by the barrier, looking like a damn angel. Brooks felt his lips quirk upwards in a smirk before he kicked his horse into motion, the steed trotting over to where she stood at the barrier. He turned the horse to the side as soon as he reached her, reaching up for his cowboy hat.
"How about you wear this, darlin'?" He said in his low and easy voice, placing the cowboy hat on top of the girl's head as he flashed her his trademark roguish and flirtatious smile. There were a few "oohs" from the crowd as soon as he did, knowing exactly what the gesture had meant.
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