CHAPTER 252

“I might’ve been a drunk, Indy, but I ain’t never been blind to the fact you’re all woman.”

“Sweet-talkin’ cowboy. There’s been no one since.”

“No one? Not even a one-nighter?”

“Nope. To be crude, I’ve been getting off with BOB, my battery operated boyfriend, or my own hand.” She gave him the same questioning look he’d given her. “What about you?”

“I’m well acquainted with my own hand.”

“Been dating Rosy Palm, have you?”

He laughed. “Exclusively.”

“But I’m talking about when it comes to sex with a person.

You’ve made no bones about the fact you were a serious horndog with a bad reputation before you had a drinking problem.”

“I was. I didn’t particularly care which woman I ended up fucking at the end of the night, just as long as I got laid. Just as long as I satisfied her to the point she’d tell every other chick in four counties what a stud Colt McKay was, so I wouldn’t have to work at all to coax any woman I wanted into my bed.”

“Whoa.”

“Yeah. And it worked. For years. Might sound c