My Kind of Dirty (Dirty Fuckers MC 2)

Grace stood up abruptly, pushing some hair off her brow. “There’s no way you can do that. It’s back-breaking labor.”

He chuckled. “You’ve clearly not been around the right kind of men.” Drake flexed his muscles, and when he looked, he saw his Dirty Fuckers MC cut hid the evidence of his thick arms. Quickly removing his jacket, he showed her his arms. Turning to Grace, he winked at her.

One of her arms was across her stomach, and the other hand covered her mouth. The humor in her eyes wasn’t hard to miss.

“I can’t believe you’ve just flexed for me.”

“Come on, touch them.” He urged her, nudging his arm toward her. “Go on, feel it.”

“I’m not going to feel your muscles. It’s wrong.”

“Don’t be a wimp. Feel them.”

Grace rolled her eyes and stepped toward him. She placed her thumb and finger, giving it a pinch. “Oh, hard.”

It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Get a good feel of them.” Grabbing her arm, he placed it over the bulging muscle. “That’s a real man.”

She shook her head, chuckling. “You’re right. Now I guess you get to show off with the lasagna?”

“You bet your sweet ass I do.”

He grabbed the lasagna tray, lifting it with ease, and carrying it toward the back of the car.

Grace whistled. “I respect your strength.” She gave him a little bow. “I’m not worthy.”

“You just watch this muscle man at work.” He winked at her, and then kept walking in and out of the back of the kitchen. Each time he past her, he mentally berated himself. What the hell was he doing? If any of the brothers saw him now, they’d never let him live it down.

After seven trips, the car was full. Grace was closing up the kitchen and stood in the doorway. “That was fun. I’m sorry that I doubted your ability to carry.”

“He-Man, that’s what I am.”

She chuckled, and the sound went straight to his cock. Grabbing his leather jacket, he stood with her as she locked up the kitchen. “Where’s Chloe?” she asked.

“She’s helping decorate the high school hall. They’re using the hall, the classrooms, and the whole of the football field.”

“Suzy told me that Sharon had invited several businesses to set up shop for the whole town. I’ve also seen lots of tourists coming through. Daniel has been running wild trying to keep up with orders. The diner has literally been heaving. I don’t know if you noticed but Teri put out several tables and chairs to soak up the sun.”

Talk about something else, Drake. Come on.

“How is life back in town?” he asked.

“It’s great. At times it’s like I never left.”

He opened the car, brushing across her chest as he did. There was not a sign that she even noticed the touch. He didn’t like the flash of panic in her eyes.

“We’re here, that’s pretty different.”

The smile was back. “Yeah, an MC taking up residence had been a pretty big shock. At first I hadn’t believed it.”

“Surprise.”

She got into the car, and he closed the door.

“Yes, it was a surprise,” she said when he climbed behind the wheel. Starting up the car, he pulled away from the diner, and headed toward the high school. “I never thought for a second that a biker club would want to take up residence in Greater Falls. I’m glad you did. I love working at the diner.”

“When we first came back, we had a lot of problems.”

“Until the parties?” she asked.