5 Bikers for Valentines

“I’m going to kill that asshole. He knows how much I worry, and he plays these games all the time.” She let out a long breath. “Did you see Daren? He’s obviously not interested in me anymore, but on a positive note, there’s Billy over there, and he’s more than willing.” She gestured to a rough-looking guy who seemed as if he was ready to beat someone’s ass.

“Yikes. He’s scary.”

“Tell me about it. Why can’t I meet a nice man like you did? You two seem so happy tonight.”

“Well, that’s because we told each other t

hose three magic words for the first time before driving out.” She squealed so loud that looked over to Tate to see if he heard it, but he was sipping his beer and looking around the room. Now and then he’d peek my way.

“That’s so sweet! I’m sooooo happy for you!” She gave me a hug.

“We also talked about something else. He wants me to move in with him. I’m a little hesitant, because of what happened before, but I was hoping that Aunt Helen would keep the apartment open in case it doesn’t work out. At least for a few months.”

“That sounds like a solid plan. I mean, it can’t hurt. Talk to her, and I’m sure she will. She mentioned not wanting anyone else that wasn’t like family living under our roof, so she doesn’t want strangers for tenants.”

That was good news.

“I hope I don’t need it. I’m spending the night with him again, and we’re going to talk out the details. I’ll hit you and Aunt Hel up about it together as soon as I know when.”

“See, now I’m really jealous. I wish just once, one of these assholes would change. But that’s not the way it works, is it?” She took a calming breath and gave me a tight hug. “I better get backstage.”

“I better get back to Tate before he meets another waitress.” We shared a laugh, and I hurried back to my man.

I joined Tate at the table and finished my beer, Tate moved his chair closer to mine and ordered us a pitcher.

We enjoyed the show when Live Wired took the stage. The music was loud, and Rain sang her heart out, even dedicating one of the slower ballads to me and Tate. Devin had rolled his eyes but played well, and the rest of the band were great as usual.

Once I knew the set was winding down, I leaned in and kissed Tate on the cheek. “I’m ready to go back to your place now.”

He brushed my hair back. “Anything you want, lead the way.” He got off his stool and took my hand.

CHAPTER TWENTY – TATE

We left the club and were all over each other on the way to the jeep. I’d expected her to want to mess around a little on the way, but when we stopped at the convenience store for gas, she came across and straddled my lap.

“Fuck, baby. You’re going to get us arrested.” I had laughed, and she kissed me hard and reluctantly went back to her seat, trying her best to control the need that she’d told me grew inside of her by the minute.

After I pumped gas and paid, I got in and saw that she was panting and scissoring her legs. I reached across and pushed her skirt up a tad and drew my hand in between her thighs. “Let me ease you a bit.” I stroked her tender bud, and she ground against me. Then she spread her legs wider, and I slipped two fingers inside of her and stroked her channel, building a steady pace.

I couldn’t wait to get her home and into my bed, so I could do things to her that you only read about in romance novels. Unfortunately, my boner took a big hit when I pulled into my driveway and found my father on my front porch.

Fuck. This was not in my plans for the night.

“Um, is that your dad?” she asked.

I blew out a breath. “Yeah. I guess ignoring his phone calls didn’t give him the message to leave me alone.”

Kami straightened herself up and checked her face in the mirror, making sure she didn’t look like we’d been fooling around. I got out of the car and went around to her door, opening it for her and helping her down.

My father stood up and shoved his hands in his pockets, staring down at me with his usual look of disapproval. “Tate,” he said by way of greeting.

“Dad,” I replied.

I saw his eyes flick to Kami as he looked her up and down. I moved slightly in front of her, as if trying to shield her from his appraising gaze. He looked back to me and gave a small shake of his head.

“I thought since you haven’t been answering my calls, I should come and make sure you hadn’t partied yourself to death,” he said.

“You know Megan’s been staying here. She’d have let you know if anything was up,” I said, annoyed.