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anyone had ever told him he was better than anything. It felt…strange. Strange, but good. “Yeah, okay. Jesus, I was only talking out of my ass anyway.”
Landon didn’t respond. He only got onto his bike and started to back it out of the driveway. When he got onto the street, Rod put on his helmet, climbed on the back of Landon’s Harley, and they were on their way.
CHAPTER TEN
They rode for hours.
They stopped once about an hour and a half in. Landon needed to stretch out his legs, and arms, so he’d pulled over at a gas station. They didn’t really talk. Rod had made a trip inside to go to the bathroom, and then they were on their way again.
Landon wasn’t sure what in the hell made him lose his shit on Rod the way he had. Why the fuck did it matter to him who Rod had sex with, and if the guy ordered him to his knees or not? It had nothing to do with him, so he should have kept his fucking mouth shut.
But the thing was, he couldn’t really take back what he said. He didn’t want Rod out there getting topped by some motherfucker who thought he had the right to tell him what to do. Some guy who didn’t know him from Adam. There were a lot of messed up people in the world. All you had to do was turn on the news at night to see that. Rod was his friend. He just wanted him to be careful. There was nothing wrong with that.
So now here he was pouting on the drive they were supposed to be enjoying. He’d wanted to take Rod out for a real cruise for weeks, and now that they were doing it, he was tense the whole damn time.
He was stuck between Rod’s sex life having nothing to do with him, and maintaining that it was okay to care since they were friends.
Landon told himself he was done acting like a fucking psychopath. He’d forget the conversation. Rod could do whatever he wanted. They were just going to have a good time today.
He pulled into the parking lot of the bike show.
He’d been glad when Rod had agreed to come with him. He knew Rod seemed to like riding with him, but walking around and looking at bikes for hours might not be his thing. The good part was that’s not all that was here. The whole block was lined with different celebrations—the bike show, a farmers’ market, a tattoo exhibit and more.
When they finally parked, he waited while Rod got off the bike from behind him. When he was out of the way, Landon got off as well. The second he looked at Rod he said, “It won’t happen again. I should have kept my mouth shut.”
“No.” Rod shook his head. “You shouldn’t have. It’s…it’s important that you care. That’s what that was, right?” He glanced at the ground looking more unsure than Landon had ever seen him.
“Yeah…yeah, that’s what that was.”
Rod looked up, a thank you in his eyes. “Let’s go. Show me bikes. I like to watch you get hard when you talk about them.”
Landon rolled his eyes. Only fucking Rod. “Let’s do it then.”
It took a few minutes for them to make their way inside the gate. When they got there, Landon paid for both of them. There was no use in them paying separately since they were there together.
He was glad when Rod didn’t mention it because he had a feeling it would just get him annoyed again.
Their first stop was the tent full of tricked-out bikes. Landon loved looking at these. It wasn’t something he would really want for himself, but it was pretty amazing what people could do with a bike.
“Look at this.” He kneeled in front of the custom-built motorcycle. “Do you see the chrome work on this bike? It’s gorgeous. I don’t like how low it is to the ground, but it’s fucking beautiful.”
He knew Rod didn’t really care, but still, he knelt down beside him and looked at what Landon showed him. “That’s cool. Do you do stuff like that?”
“No.” Landon shook his head. “Maybe I’d like to get into body work one day, but right now I just do mechanic work. It takes a lot of skill to do shit like
Landon didn’t respond. He only got onto his bike and started to back it out of the driveway. When he got onto the street, Rod put on his helmet, climbed on the back of Landon’s Harley, and they were on their way.
CHAPTER TEN
They rode for hours.
They stopped once about an hour and a half in. Landon needed to stretch out his legs, and arms, so he’d pulled over at a gas station. They didn’t really talk. Rod had made a trip inside to go to the bathroom, and then they were on their way again.
Landon wasn’t sure what in the hell made him lose his shit on Rod the way he had. Why the fuck did it matter to him who Rod had sex with, and if the guy ordered him to his knees or not? It had nothing to do with him, so he should have kept his fucking mouth shut.
But the thing was, he couldn’t really take back what he said. He didn’t want Rod out there getting topped by some motherfucker who thought he had the right to tell him what to do. Some guy who didn’t know him from Adam. There were a lot of messed up people in the world. All you had to do was turn on the news at night to see that. Rod was his friend. He just wanted him to be careful. There was nothing wrong with that.
So now here he was pouting on the drive they were supposed to be enjoying. He’d wanted to take Rod out for a real cruise for weeks, and now that they were doing it, he was tense the whole damn time.
He was stuck between Rod’s sex life having nothing to do with him, and maintaining that it was okay to care since they were friends.
Landon told himself he was done acting like a fucking psychopath. He’d forget the conversation. Rod could do whatever he wanted. They were just going to have a good time today.
He pulled into the parking lot of the bike show.
He’d been glad when Rod had agreed to come with him. He knew Rod seemed to like riding with him, but walking around and looking at bikes for hours might not be his thing. The good part was that’s not all that was here. The whole block was lined with different celebrations—the bike show, a farmers’ market, a tattoo exhibit and more.
When they finally parked, he waited while Rod got off the bike from behind him. When he was out of the way, Landon got off as well. The second he looked at Rod he said, “It won’t happen again. I should have kept my mouth shut.”
“No.” Rod shook his head. “You shouldn’t have. It’s…it’s important that you care. That’s what that was, right?” He glanced at the ground looking more unsure than Landon had ever seen him.
“Yeah…yeah, that’s what that was.”
Rod looked up, a thank you in his eyes. “Let’s go. Show me bikes. I like to watch you get hard when you talk about them.”
Landon rolled his eyes. Only fucking Rod. “Let’s do it then.”
It took a few minutes for them to make their way inside the gate. When they got there, Landon paid for both of them. There was no use in them paying separately since they were there together.
He was glad when Rod didn’t mention it because he had a feeling it would just get him annoyed again.
Their first stop was the tent full of tricked-out bikes. Landon loved looking at these. It wasn’t something he would really want for himself, but it was pretty amazing what people could do with a bike.
“Look at this.” He kneeled in front of the custom-built motorcycle. “Do you see the chrome work on this bike? It’s gorgeous. I don’t like how low it is to the ground, but it’s fucking beautiful.”
He knew Rod didn’t really care, but still, he knelt down beside him and looked at what Landon showed him. “That’s cool. Do you do stuff like that?”
“No.” Landon shook his head. “Maybe I’d like to get into body work one day, but right now I just do mechanic work. It takes a lot of skill to do shit like
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