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was wide, his teeth were perfect and he was focusing all of his attention on her. Her breath caught a little in her throat as she looked at him. Wow.
    “I liked it.  It took me a little while to be able to relax, but I think I did…at least a little.”
    Gunnar tapped her nose with his forefinger, leaned forward and pecked her lips with his. “I felt you starting to relax. By the end of today, you’ll hate getting off.”
    He grinned at her as he grabbed her hand and led her toward Ryder, Molly, JT and his uncle and aunt.  
    As they joined the group, Molly came over and hugged Emma. “Morning. Are you ready to ride?”
    “Yes. Gunnar just gave me a quick rundown on the basics. I think I passed the test.” She smiled, looked over at Gunnar, and he winked at her.
    Gunnar hugged his uncle and aunt. “I would like you to meet Emma.  Emma, my Uncle Dayton and my Aunt Stacy.”
    Emma reached her hand out to shake hands with them, but Stacy wrapped her in a gentle hug instead as a rosy blush tinted Emma’s cheeks.
    “We hug here, girl. It’s nice to meet you, Emma.”
    “It’s nice to meet you too.”  
    Dayton stepped forward and hugged Emma briefly. “Welcome, Emma.  Glad you could join us.”
    “Thank you. I’m looking forward to it.”
    JT and Ryder both came forward and hugged Emma, as well. She had been with Greg three years and never once did anyone in his family hug her. His parents were cold and aloof. Usually, Greg was as well, unless he wanted sex. That was the barometer Emma used to measure Greg’s mood. If he was touching her, holding her hand or putting his arm around her in public, he wanted sex when they got home. Gunnar was always touching her, holding her hand, touching her face, her hair, her cheeks. Now his family was hugging her, too. Whoo! This was a totally different world.
    Dayton whistled to signal it was time to get rolling, and the group began pulling on gloves and jackets. Molly came running up to Emma with a black Rolling Thunder bandana. “Here, Emma. You might want to put this on to keep your hair from snarling up.”
    “Thanks, Molly.” Emma took the bandana offered to her and folded it crosswise like Molly’s was.  She laid it on the top of her head and pulled the corners around her head to the back to tie it off.  Gunnar watched her as she wrapped her head up. When she finished, she looked up at him and smiled.  “Do I look like a biker babe now?”
    “No. You look like a hot, biker babe.”  
    He winked and threw his leg over the seat of his bike and sat down. He looked back at Emma and she climbed on behind him. As soon as she sat down, she slid her arms around his waist and rested her chin on his left shoulder and gave him a little squeeze.  Gunnar turned on the ignition and the bike roared to life. As they sat waiting for everyone else to saddle up, Gunnar reached down and rested his left hand on Emma’s knee. Without thinking, Emma squeezed her arms tighter around his waist and kissed his left cheek.
    “Babe.” Was all Gunnar could say.
    Emma found herself relaxing and enjoying herself on the ride. The sun warmed her skin and she was able to pull her gloves off and put them in her pockets.  She enjoyed holding on to Gunnar and feeling the wind in her face. They wove around a few back roads until they were forced to hit Highway 57, which ran up into Sturgeon Bay. Once in Sturgeon Bay, they switched to Highway 42, which took them up to Fish Creek, where they were stopping for lunch. Emma loved the apple and cherry orchards, though nothing was in bloom yet, but in a couple of months there would be full parking lots as people stopped to pick their own apples and cherries in season. There were dozens of little shops and antique stores along the way—some looking more prosperous than others. And in between were many farms—large, small, and in-between.
    The air smelled clean and fresh and the wind was the perfect temperature as it blew over her skin. The fresh