Biker's Virgin

“Oh, ye of little faith,” she winked at me.

“By the way, you never really told me what you told David,” I said. “He just showed up at the restaurant bar waiting for me.”

“I kept it simple,” she replied. “I told him that there was a beautiful single woman staying at the resort I worked at and if he was interested in a casual date, then I could set it up for him. I also told him that there was an ex-boyfriend you wanted to get revenge on.”

“I still can’t believe he agreed,” I laughed incredulously.

“Of course, he agreed,” Alani said. “H

e’s a rich bachelor who’s on vacation, meeting beautiful women is expected. Plus, he kind of liked the idea of making some other guy jealous.”

“He mentioned that,” I smiled. “It was really nice of him to play along.”

“Please,” she said, rolling her eyes. “He wasn’t being nice; there was nothing charitable about what he did. He was hoping to sleep with you.”

“He told you that?” I exclaimed as my eyes went wide.

“Of course not,” Alani clarified. “But when you tell a guy that a friend of yours is trying to make another guy jealous, they assume revenge sex is a given.”

I laughed. “Oh God, so that’s why he looked so disappointed when I said goodbye to him at the elevators.”

She burst out laughing. “You didn’t?”

“I assumed you had also told him that I didn’t really consider last night to be a serious date. Sex was definitely off the table.”

“I didn’t know if that was really the case,” she said.

“You thought I might actually sleep with the guy?” I asked.

“Well… he’s rich and attractive.” Alani shrugged. “It was possible you might hit it off with him. You’re both consenting adults; would sex have been totally out of the question?”

“For me, it is,” I said, without thinking.

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing,” I said quickly.

I liked Alani, but there were some things I just wasn’t comfortable sharing with anyone. Instead, I took another gulp of water to avoid elaborating.

“Are you ready for your next date?” Alani asked instead, wagging her eyebrows at me.

“You’ve already got someone in mind?” I asked.

“Oh, I have several men in mind,” she said. “Don’t worry about running out.”

“Tristan’s going to wonder what’s going on,” I said.

“Let him wonder,” she said. “Make sure to be vague with him if he starts asking questions.”

“I doubt he will.”

“Please,” Alani said, rolling her eyes. “You’re a beautiful woman, Molly. He’s definitely noticed. Just because he covers it well doesn’t mean he hasn’t.”

“You seem very confident.”

“I know men,” she replied. “I know what they want, and I know how to push their buttons. I’ve worked under Tristan long enough to have made a few observations.”

“Such as?”