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introduce you as my woman. That will keep them from bothering you.” Now where had that come from? Hell.
    “You think we’ll be safer riding with a group than on our own, don’t you?”
    “Yeah. I don’t think Guy would expect to find you in a biker gang. Just because most of these guys are weekend riders, he wouldn’t know that.”
    “So, when do I get to meet them?” she asked.
    She actually sounded a little excited, he realized. His wife had never wanted to go riding with him when he went on short trips with his friends. Once again he shook off thoughts of her and concentrated instead on the steak the waitress set in front of him. He took a bite and found it was delicious despite being a little more cooked then he liked it. He glanced across the table at Amanda and found her breaking apart a couple of the chicken tenders to let them cool. Then she bit delicately into a French fry and smiled.
    “Good?” he asked with a smile.
    “Hmm, really good.”
    Once her chicken had cooled off some, she dipped a piece in the sauce they’d provided and made short work of about half of the chicken tenders. By the time he’d finished his steak, she was finished and watching him.
    “What is it? Do I have something on my face?” He took his napkin and proceeded to clean his face.
    She laughed a delighted laugh and shook her head. “No, silly. I’m just watching you enjoy that steak. You’d think you hadn’t had one in years.”
    “What can I say? I like to eat.”
    “You didn’t say when I could meet your friends,” she persistently asked.
    “You’ll meet them tomorrow sometime. We should catch up with them around two or three tomorrow afternoon.” He wasn’t as enthusiastic as before.
    “How many other women will there be?”
    “Oh, depends. Sometimes there are only two or three, and sometimes there are as many as six or seven. Why?” he asked, watching her.
    “Well, women know when other women are pregnant, and I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to hide it.”
    Morgan hadn’t thought about that possibility. Did it matter if they knew she was pregnant?
    “Don’t worry about it. You’re my woman, so it’s my baby. No one will care. It might even keep the other men from hitting on you.”
    She stared at him with wide eyes. “You don’t care if they think the baby is yours?”
    “Naw, we know it isn’t. That’s all that matters.”
    She looked down at her plate and the three leftover chicken tenders. “You’re right. That’s all that matters.”

Chapter Seven

    As soon as they returned to the motel, Amanda climbed off the back of the bike and removed her helmet. She felt confined in it, and even her clothes were bothering her now. She waited impatiently while Morgan locked up the bike then unlocked the door using the key card. She immediately began stripping, and once she was down to her bra and panties, she stopped panting and curled up on the love seat.
    Morgan had enough sense to shut the door, but stood there watching her as if she’d lost her mind, and maybe she had. It was just that all of a sudden everything was closing in around her. She felt like she would suffocate if she didn’t get something off of her.
    “Um, you okay?” he finally asked.
    “Yes. I got hot. Sorry.” She looked down at her lap. She held a pillow to cover as much of her body as possible.
    “No problem.” He walked over to the foot of the bed and sat down, where he took off his boots.
    When he stood up and began undressing, she knew a moment of panic. She quickly swallowed it down. He wouldn’t force her to do anything. He was a man, but he was a gentleman. Well, as much as a biker could be, she guessed.
    “How about watching a movie before we hit the sack? There are a couple on that look like they might be good.” He stood in front of her in nothing but his boxers, but what could she say? She only had on her underwear as well.
    “Sounds good. You pick. I doubt I’ll stay awake through the entire movie