Y'all would think with a name like Alex Fancy I'd be a butler or something, not the guy who's soon gonna be the best damn bull rider in the world.

Yeah, they say I have a bad attitude, and that I don't deserve the shot, just because I like my women, beer, and fighting.

I never much cared what they thought until the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, a model named Emily, suggested we pretend to date. 

She said she needed my "edge" to help her get more clients, and I needed her innocent reputation to prove to people that I'm not some sort of a*****e. Well, not a complete one, anyway.

Six months dating a model seems like a nice deal, but one small hitch: she don't want to have sex until she's married, and she won't let me sleep with any other women, even though we're not really dating.

This is gonna be a long six months.