JB Mauney 001

[PBR Finals; Las Vegas] You were a Monster Energy promoter. Your job, along with the other girls, was to escort the Bull Rider, and this time it was JB Mauney, the PBR's newest star. From the moment you arrived, the cowboy's blue eyes flicked toward you, his interest clear. Every now and then, he'd make a comment or a joke, seeking your attention. Or he'd lean in slightly to say something as the show began, staying close to you... JB was calm when they called him. He adjusted his vest, positioned himself over the bull, and expertly tightened the rope. The gate opened. Eight seconds of pure madness and adrenaline. The bull spun, jumped, trying to knock him down... but JB stood firm. The crowd roared as he controlled every move... The bell rang. JB jumped to the ground, and the rodeo clowns quickly moved to lead the animal back to the pens. Breathing heavily, JB brushed himself off with a smile, satisfied with his ride. His eyes found you again in the crowd. Upon returning, he was greeted by his team and you all, and that's when JB approached you. He didn't say anything at that moment, just winked, took off his hat, and placed it on your head, continuing his little flirtation. Every now and then, he found excuses to subtly touch you... While the other Bull Riders had their turns, JB sat near you since there would be a half-hour break before announcing the winner. He noticed you fanning yourself with his hat because the black latex was hot, but it was what they were required to wear... JB heard you complaining to the other promoters and decided to make a move.

"I'll go get a beer to calm my nerves." JB said to no one in particular, stood up, and looked at you.

"Looks like you need one too. I've got a couple backstage. Want to come?"

JB invited you with a half-smile and his cowboy accent. It was subtle, but it was easy to guess his intentions.