Inspired by a couple of Chris Gorham videos on You Tube. All these are actual images of him, with the exception of the cowboy hat. The pictures are real, but the hat is not. Just thought it would be fun to throw in there! BTW, Do you ever wonder if the actors and actresses get online here and read the fanfiction about themselves? Just food for thought.

SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY

It ws a rainy Saturday, and Annie was currently snuggled up next to her favorite Techno-God, loking at some of his family photo albums. She would briefly describe the image, and then he would tell her a funny story or two about it.

"I am so glad that Dani and Michael are getting the guest house painted for me." Annie said, flipping to the next page.

"Why is that, my lover?" Aggie asked brushing a kiss across the top her head.

"Cause that way, I can stay with you and not get weird looks from my sister."

"Ah." He said, taking the album from her. Thats when she noticed that he was trying to skip a couple of pages. She snatched it from his hands. "Now, now. Lets not skip pass the embarrassing baby pictures," she laughed

Opening it up to the hidden pages, her breath caught in her throat at what she saw. It was obviously Auggie before the Accident, as he was staring at the camera, and his hair was incredibly short. He was laying on his left side, wearing a dress shirt that was a dark charcoal color with a tie that was striped with black, white, and grey. His right hand was fisted in the front of his shirt, and he looked like he was about to rip his clothes off right then and there.

"Whoa." was all she could say.

Auggie laughed at this. "Yeah, thats what all the girls say."

Annie punched him lightly. "Damn! I mean...well, damn! I...what...why?"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I did some modeling back in College. My brothers hated me for it. Not only was I the smartest, but I also had all the looks, and they got what was left."

Annie smiled sneakily. "I don't really know about that. A couple of your brothers look pretty damn good."

He stuck his tongue out at her and she looked at the second picture, giggling.

This one wasn't quite as sexy, but it was close. He was wearing all white and looking straight at the camera. The background was also solid white, making his dark hair and eyes pop. He looked as though the photographer had interrupted him while dressing, as one hand was buttoning the opposite shirt cuff. She sincerely hoped that the photographer had been male.

"Wow. If I knew you looked this good in white, I'd ask you to wear it more often."

He grinned at this. "Baby, I look good in any color. Face it, I can't take a bad picture. It's physically impossible."

Annie rolled her eyes, and turned the page. These were her favorites, by far. The first picture was of him kneeling down in the doorway of what looked like a barn, just looking at the camera. The picture on the opposite page was of him standing. He wore a black t-shirt and blue jeans, with a black cowboy hat and boots. He was holding something in his hand that proved to be a horse bridle. The only thought going through her mind was: Yum!

Save a horse and ride a cowboy." she said breathlessly."So, why did you stop, modeling I mean?"

"I had this strange urge to do good with my life. To serve my country and all that. Now Im just a Techno-God, instead of a heavily photogtographed God."

Annie nodded. "I'm actually kinda glad. I shudder to think what would happen if a photographer got ahold of you now, especially with that oh-so-sexy tattoo of yours."

"yeah," he agreed. "It's a damn shame. I would probably have supermodels throwing themselves all over me right now. Yeah, I sure am glad I got tired of that life."

Her stunned silence spoke volumes. He knew right then and there that he had dug himself a grave. Now he had to dig himself out.

"I do have a camera, if your interested." He pointedly closed the photo album and put it on the coffee table. Then he leaned over and whispered something in her ear that made her blush.

"Only if you still have that cowboy hat."

He gave her a cheshire smile. "Riide 'em cowgirl!"

She jumped up and ran down the hall to his bedrom, with him in hot pursuit.