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to her dad as she saw him to the door but no. She had to walk him out to his Harley, her hands sunk deep in the back pockets of the boy-sized 501's she sported, the sound of her wallet chain and her glittering flip-flops marking her steps.
"Thanks for the food, the movie and the intel, Trey," she said quietly as they stood next to his bike. He remembered how he'd curled his fingers into his palms to stop himself from grabbing her as he'd wanted to do. From dragging her against him so he could plummet that beautiful mouth and discover all the tastes of Dallas Sheridan in her natural form. He settled for shifting the hair off her forehead, careful to only use one finger but doing it slow enough to gain him a widening of her eyes.
"It was both my honor and pleasure," he'd replied and recognized the truth in every word he said. She and her family had a quiet dignity that had held him captive both times he'd been with them which he knew that it wasn't something easy to come by especially in their circumstances. Why her ass-clown brother had chosen a different direction was anyone's guess.
"You'll be able to see him next Friday," Trey'd reminded but he'd watched for her reaction carefully. He wanted her to want to be with him again, without excuses or reasons but simply because they were attracted to each other.
And he knew without a fucking shadow of a doubt that they were.
"I'm looking forward to it." Her eyes were shimmering gray in nothing but the street lights on the road where she lived. "But tonight was…fun. We don't get a whole lot of fun in the scheme of things."
He felt the loss of her gaze as soon as her head dropped. "Look at me, Dallas," he instructed softly and was thrilled by her immediate response. "Let's change that, okay?"
Her head tilt indicated her confusion at his words although the unfettered expression in her eyes had already given her emotions away.
"If I can arrange adequate care for your folks that didn't seem like someone was hovering over them," he began and had to suck in a deep breath of air as courage to get the next portion said not having had done it in so long. "Would you go out with me?"
He watched her blink as she thought, watched as her gaze skimmed over and around the neighborhood while she deliberated.
"A date?" she asked finally.
"Yeah. Well, kind of," he hedged. "Just a couple of new friends going out to see what's doing."
"I don't think I can afford it," she finally said and Trey saw an adorable blush wash over her cheeks.
"No. I'll pay. I would just like to spend some time with you alone." Christ! He was trying like hell to keep a lid on it, but he didn't know how much more he could take without yanking her to press against his cock.
"I, ah. I've never gone out with a biker before." Her blush seemed to get even deeper with her admission.
"Seems you kind of have something against men who ride," he replied on a teasing note but he was curious. Why was she put off by that part of him? "We're regular people, Dallas. We have lives and families, we have jobs and responsibilities just like everyone else. And sometimes we even like to date a pretty girl."
He let her eyes search his own, allowing her to see the sincerity of his intentions while keeping the heat out of them. It was, like what was in his pants, harder than hell.
Her head tilted this way and that, as she opened and then closed her mouth. "Is this off the HC books with no one the wiser?" she asked at long last.
So the little minx was willing to go out with him but only if no one else knew. Trey wondered if it was because of his affiliation to his club or because he was one of her bosses.
"Absolutely. Just as tonight was," he shot back. She was smart as a whip and Trey made a point to remember that going forward while at the same time wondering what color her nipples were.
"Then, okay. You arrange it and we'll go out," she said finally, taking a step back. "Tell me when and where and I'll meet you."
Oh, that was so
"Thanks for the food, the movie and the intel, Trey," she said quietly as they stood next to his bike. He remembered how he'd curled his fingers into his palms to stop himself from grabbing her as he'd wanted to do. From dragging her against him so he could plummet that beautiful mouth and discover all the tastes of Dallas Sheridan in her natural form. He settled for shifting the hair off her forehead, careful to only use one finger but doing it slow enough to gain him a widening of her eyes.
"It was both my honor and pleasure," he'd replied and recognized the truth in every word he said. She and her family had a quiet dignity that had held him captive both times he'd been with them which he knew that it wasn't something easy to come by especially in their circumstances. Why her ass-clown brother had chosen a different direction was anyone's guess.
"You'll be able to see him next Friday," Trey'd reminded but he'd watched for her reaction carefully. He wanted her to want to be with him again, without excuses or reasons but simply because they were attracted to each other.
And he knew without a fucking shadow of a doubt that they were.
"I'm looking forward to it." Her eyes were shimmering gray in nothing but the street lights on the road where she lived. "But tonight was…fun. We don't get a whole lot of fun in the scheme of things."
He felt the loss of her gaze as soon as her head dropped. "Look at me, Dallas," he instructed softly and was thrilled by her immediate response. "Let's change that, okay?"
Her head tilt indicated her confusion at his words although the unfettered expression in her eyes had already given her emotions away.
"If I can arrange adequate care for your folks that didn't seem like someone was hovering over them," he began and had to suck in a deep breath of air as courage to get the next portion said not having had done it in so long. "Would you go out with me?"
He watched her blink as she thought, watched as her gaze skimmed over and around the neighborhood while she deliberated.
"A date?" she asked finally.
"Yeah. Well, kind of," he hedged. "Just a couple of new friends going out to see what's doing."
"I don't think I can afford it," she finally said and Trey saw an adorable blush wash over her cheeks.
"No. I'll pay. I would just like to spend some time with you alone." Christ! He was trying like hell to keep a lid on it, but he didn't know how much more he could take without yanking her to press against his cock.
"I, ah. I've never gone out with a biker before." Her blush seemed to get even deeper with her admission.
"Seems you kind of have something against men who ride," he replied on a teasing note but he was curious. Why was she put off by that part of him? "We're regular people, Dallas. We have lives and families, we have jobs and responsibilities just like everyone else. And sometimes we even like to date a pretty girl."
He let her eyes search his own, allowing her to see the sincerity of his intentions while keeping the heat out of them. It was, like what was in his pants, harder than hell.
Her head tilted this way and that, as she opened and then closed her mouth. "Is this off the HC books with no one the wiser?" she asked at long last.
So the little minx was willing to go out with him but only if no one else knew. Trey wondered if it was because of his affiliation to his club or because he was one of her bosses.
"Absolutely. Just as tonight was," he shot back. She was smart as a whip and Trey made a point to remember that going forward while at the same time wondering what color her nipples were.
"Then, okay. You arrange it and we'll go out," she said finally, taking a step back. "Tell me when and where and I'll meet you."
Oh, that was so
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