Chasin' Eight (Rough Riders #11)(34)

“Fuck off,” Chase shot back.
“In all seriousness, I’ve gotta admit, I already see some changes in you. I hope you can sustain them and get your bull ridin’ mojo back. But I’d like to offer you a piece of advice when your good intentions with Ava go straight to hell.”

His brother assumed he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, which only strengthened his determination to do just that. “And what’s that?”

Ben locked his gaze to Chase’s. “Be a man.”

Chase bristled. “What the f*ck is that supposed to mean?”

“I’ve seen you in action with women over the years. Pains me to admit this, but you’re too damn good-lookin’ for your own good and charming to boot. All’s you gotta do is smile and the ladies fall at your feet and into your bed.”

“And that’s a bad thing…why?”

“Because you don’t hafta work for a woman. Once you’ve got her in bed, I’m betting she’ll do anything to impress you.”

How had Ben figured that out? But in Chase’s own defense, he wasn’t the lazy dude who relaxed in a pile of pillows and let women service him. He was an active participant in sex. He was a good lover. Respectful. Made sure his partner got off. And he hadn’t had any complaints.
The women aren’t around long enough to complain.
“I assume this has a point?” he said brusquely.
“You have a sense of entitlement. You look at a conquest and think, what can she do for me?”

“Christ, Ben, that’s normal. All guys are like that.”

Ben flashed his teeth. “I’m not. I see a woman I want and I think, what can I do to her that’ll give her what she needs? Give her what no other man has?”

That was too much information from his closemouthedf brother. “You sayin’ I need to be more…giving?”

“No. I’m sayin’ you need to be more forceful in proving to Ava you can be the man that finally sees beyond the surface. As a Hollywood princess, she’s also used to being worshiped and not having to work very hard at it. Ava doesn’t need a man to pet her and stroke her. To wait for her signal. She needs a man to take charge. No excuses, no apologies, no holding back. In essence, be a man.”

“You could be that man?” Chase asked a little testily.
“I am that man.” Ben’s gaze never wavered. “The thing is, you are that man too. As long as you’re working on getting your bull ridin’ mojo back, get that other male mojo back.”

“Did you not hear me? I’m celibate. Sworn off women, remember?”

Ben laughed and clapped him on the back. “Lemme know how that works out for ya. In the meantime, just think about what I said, okay?”

“Do you hand out this advice often?”

“Nope. Only to those who need it. Like you. And Quinn.”

“Quinn? Really?”

“I can’t take the credit for him and Libby stayin’ together, but I know my talk with him prompted a different way of thinking.”

Huh. He’d wondered about the changes in Quinn. He seemed a lot more confident in recent years, especially when it came to Libby.
Ben walked to his truck and Chase fell in step beside him. “Say goodbye to the lovely Ava for me. And keep in touch, goddammit.”

“I will. Thanks, Ben. For givin’ me an ass kickin’ when I needed it.” He pulled his brother in and hugged him hard.
Ava wondered why Ben had spirited Chase away.
Some super-secret family discussion?
To warn him to keep his eyes on the prize and not on his accidental roommate?