my
attention. Looking back, I see six bikes approaching the stoplights. A red and
black Yamaha breaks beside me, the rider is staring at me. With his dark helmet
on, I can’t see who it is. I’m trying not to feel intimidated. Often I find an
unknown rider sexy and mysterious. Often they don’t stare at me like this.
“Hey, Callie, hey, Nick,”
Saffron calls. I search the direction of her voice and see her sitting on a
black and yellow Suzuki, behind Adam.
The person beside me raises
his tinted visor and coffee bean brown eyes look into mine. A shimmer of heat
passes over my flesh in a sensual caress, the sensation penetrating me to the very
core of my being. Weirdest feeling I’ve ever experienced in my life.
“Hey, guys,” I say,
intentionally keeping my tone level. My heart is racing with nerves and
excitement and … I don’t know what, something else.
Nick leans forward and waves
over at Saffron. She’s been to the dirt tracks with me twice, since the party
last weekend, so they’re familiar with each other now. I notice Dane is here,
too, he’s on a sleek black Yamaha. Gerard is seated on the rear.
“This is Joe, the guy who
did my tattoos,” I say, focusing on Nick, with my hand gesturing in my nipple
piercer’s direction.
“Hey, man, awesome work. Is
that a custom exhaust system?” Nick asks, peering over the top of my car door
to get a good look at Joe’s motorcycle.
“Yeah,” he answers, his pitch
rising with surprise. “What do you ride?”
“I’m more into dirt bikes,
I’ve got a KTM250, but anything with two wheels and a motor works for me.”
“Where you guys headed now?”
Joe asks. “We’re going to a dealer expo at the Moscone center. We can hook you
up if you wanna come check it out?” People start honking their horns behind us
– the lights have changed. “Follow us if you want,” Joe calls out, as he
accelerates.
Shifting into first, I move
before we piss off the other motorists any further. I follow the rumble.
“We don’t have to go if you
don’t want, C.”
I’d go even if I did mind; I
felt Nick’s excitement at the mere mention of the expo. No way would I spoil
his fun. “Nah, it’s cool, Saffron will be there, too.”
“You
sure?” He squeezes my thigh.
“Yeah, I’d like to see it.”
It turns out my hot nipple
piercing tattooist and my boyfriend share common ground. And now we’re all
about to hang out together for the afternoon.
What was that my sister said
about dopey-eyed look?
Thirteen: Joe
Games night at our condo, it’s all about cards,
Madden, Budweiser and buddies. Saffron invited Callie and Su, which I
discretely encouraged, not that it was necessary since they’ve gotten close in
the short time they’ve know each other.
I know Callie better now, and
whatever this thing is it’s not simmering.
The fact remains, she’s got
a man, who Saff also invited tonight, but he couldn’t come because of work. To
add to it, the guy’s cool. I would easily hang with the dude – if I didn’t want
his girl. All the choices I have and I have to want someone who’s already taken
and then top it off by liking the guy she’s with.
It’s not even slightly
complicated, is it?
As tempting as it is, I’m
not about to tell Callie I want her. While she’s with Nick, she doesn’t need to
know. My feelings for her will remain on the down low, and I’ll just keep doing
my thing.
Gerard and Dane arrive
first, with a shitload of beer. The moment he’s through the door, Gerard heads
straight for the console and starts up a racing game. Callie and Su arrive next
and, almost instantly, Callie notices Gerard selecting his ride and rushes over
to him.
“Dude, I have to kick your
ass on that.”
“Come on, little girl, show
me what you got,” he says, grinning eagerly.
I sit on the couch, to the
side of them, watching. This is entertaining in more ways than one. They’re
standing side by side, occasionally nudging each other, trying to
attention. Looking back, I see six bikes approaching the stoplights. A red and
black Yamaha breaks beside me, the rider is staring at me. With his dark helmet
on, I can’t see who it is. I’m trying not to feel intimidated. Often I find an
unknown rider sexy and mysterious. Often they don’t stare at me like this.
“Hey, Callie, hey, Nick,”
Saffron calls. I search the direction of her voice and see her sitting on a
black and yellow Suzuki, behind Adam.
The person beside me raises
his tinted visor and coffee bean brown eyes look into mine. A shimmer of heat
passes over my flesh in a sensual caress, the sensation penetrating me to the very
core of my being. Weirdest feeling I’ve ever experienced in my life.
“Hey, guys,” I say,
intentionally keeping my tone level. My heart is racing with nerves and
excitement and … I don’t know what, something else.
Nick leans forward and waves
over at Saffron. She’s been to the dirt tracks with me twice, since the party
last weekend, so they’re familiar with each other now. I notice Dane is here,
too, he’s on a sleek black Yamaha. Gerard is seated on the rear.
“This is Joe, the guy who
did my tattoos,” I say, focusing on Nick, with my hand gesturing in my nipple
piercer’s direction.
“Hey, man, awesome work. Is
that a custom exhaust system?” Nick asks, peering over the top of my car door
to get a good look at Joe’s motorcycle.
“Yeah,” he answers, his pitch
rising with surprise. “What do you ride?”
“I’m more into dirt bikes,
I’ve got a KTM250, but anything with two wheels and a motor works for me.”
“Where you guys headed now?”
Joe asks. “We’re going to a dealer expo at the Moscone center. We can hook you
up if you wanna come check it out?” People start honking their horns behind us
– the lights have changed. “Follow us if you want,” Joe calls out, as he
accelerates.
Shifting into first, I move
before we piss off the other motorists any further. I follow the rumble.
“We don’t have to go if you
don’t want, C.”
I’d go even if I did mind; I
felt Nick’s excitement at the mere mention of the expo. No way would I spoil
his fun. “Nah, it’s cool, Saffron will be there, too.”
“You
sure?” He squeezes my thigh.
“Yeah, I’d like to see it.”
It turns out my hot nipple
piercing tattooist and my boyfriend share common ground. And now we’re all
about to hang out together for the afternoon.
What was that my sister said
about dopey-eyed look?
Thirteen: Joe
Games night at our condo, it’s all about cards,
Madden, Budweiser and buddies. Saffron invited Callie and Su, which I
discretely encouraged, not that it was necessary since they’ve gotten close in
the short time they’ve know each other.
I know Callie better now, and
whatever this thing is it’s not simmering.
The fact remains, she’s got
a man, who Saff also invited tonight, but he couldn’t come because of work. To
add to it, the guy’s cool. I would easily hang with the dude – if I didn’t want
his girl. All the choices I have and I have to want someone who’s already taken
and then top it off by liking the guy she’s with.
It’s not even slightly
complicated, is it?
As tempting as it is, I’m
not about to tell Callie I want her. While she’s with Nick, she doesn’t need to
know. My feelings for her will remain on the down low, and I’ll just keep doing
my thing.
Gerard and Dane arrive
first, with a shitload of beer. The moment he’s through the door, Gerard heads
straight for the console and starts up a racing game. Callie and Su arrive next
and, almost instantly, Callie notices Gerard selecting his ride and rushes over
to him.
“Dude, I have to kick your
ass on that.”
“Come on, little girl, show
me what you got,” he says, grinning eagerly.
I sit on the couch, to the
side of them, watching. This is entertaining in more ways than one. They’re
standing side by side, occasionally nudging each other, trying to
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