I fear nothing. It's kind of hard to when your job involves sitting on a bucking bull and trying to hold one with one hand.

I've been doing well on the bull riding circuit, and I plan for this to be the year everyone knows the name Stetson Cross.

The only thing messing with my head is Montana Harris. She's the fierce barrel rider sister of my best friend. Hot body, fiery personality.

We've been travelling together on the rodeo circuit. I used to think I hated her. Now I think I want her. Maybe it's just my bull rider's instinct drawing me to danger.

Still, the sister of my best friend? That ain't right, and to be honest, riding a bull is probably easier than trying to tame Montana.