The Biker's Cherry (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 8)
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Later back at the bar Kimber hooks her arms around my neck as she goes up on her toes to kiss me. I look around and catch Link’s gaze. I expect him to flip me off or something, but he gives me a lift of his chin in approval. Pam wraps an arm around his waist and whispers something in his ear that averts his attention.
I sway with Kimber as something plays over the speakers that sounds like a cross between country and rock.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, cupcake,” I whisper in her ear.
Her sweet cherry lips brush mine.
Pam and Link move to the floor dancing next to us lost in their own world.
Life couldn’t be any more perfect than this for me.