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He nodded. “You go for a ride, you’ll only owe me two grand.”

It seemed too good to be true. A no strings attached ride on a Harley, and I saved $1,500. NSA Harley rides were infrequent, if they were at all. But, there was the paperwork. Still looking for an out, but not looking hard, I gave my last excuse. “I’ll have to change the paperwork.”

He shrugged. “Change the fuckin’ paperwork, then. Pay me tomorrow.”

“You understand you’re getting nothing from me? I mean it. You think I was the B-word on the porch that day? You try anything, and I mean anything, and I’ll make you wish you got attacked by a spider monkey.”

He smiled a dangerous tooth-revealing smile. “It’s just a ride.”

His teeth were stark white, and I liked that. I tried not to smile. “Got another helmet?”

“In the saddlebag.”

I picked up the papers, put them in the envelope, and dropped them in my purse. There was no in between with bikers. My choice to go for a ride was either going to be a really good decision or a really bad one.

The only way I was going to find out was to get on the bike.

So, that’s what I did.

TWELVE

Pee Bee

I stood with my arms folded in front of my chest and glanced around the shop. The fellas were all in attendance and everyone’s eyes were on Crip. I shifted my eyes to the back of Lefty’s kutte and drifted off to thoughts of Tegan’s soft tits against my back.

Initially, all I wanted to do was cause her to go through the same pain I went through. In my mind, butt-fucking her was the answer. Now, she had me intrigued. Or something.

She was very forthright about what she thought and how she felt, but on the other hand, was secretive and brief in some of her responses. The missing bits and pieces of information was enough to keep me wondering about who she truly was – and about her past.

It was the first time I could think of that I wanted to know more about a woman. There was no denying that I wanted to fuck her, but there was more to it than that. For one, her biker ex-boyfriend doing life in Pelican Bay had me intrigued.

“You fall asleep, Peeb?” Crip asked. The tone of his voice as he said my name brought me out of my daze.

I rubbed my index finger across my eye and looked up. “Huh?”

“Having a fucking meeting here, and it looked like you faded off on us. You need a nap? Want a blanket? I think there’s some animal crackers in the cupboard above the grinder. You can go lay down in the wash bay if you want to and nibble your fuckin’ snacks.”

Everyone laughed. Well, everyone except me.

Asshole.

I shook my head. “I’m good.”

“You find this boring?”

“Nope.”

He glared at me. “Think you could pay fucking attention? Is that too much to fucking ask?”

“I’m paying fuckin’ attention.”

“To Lefty’s ass, maybe. See if you can stay awake.”

“Wide awake, Boss.”

He crossed his arms. “What was I talking about?”

I waved my hand in his direction. “I’m listening.”