Biker's Virgin

“As I walked in,” he nodded.

“Uh… What did you say?”

Ben sat down opposite me. “Is everything alright?” he asked. “Because you look… Well… You don’t look so good.” His eyes fell to the half-empty glass of bourbon next to me. “It’s a little early to be drinking, don’t you think?”

“My resort is opening tomorrow,” I said. “I’m allowed to celebrate.”

“Except you don’t look like you’re celebrating anything,” he pointed out. “In fact, you look like you’re in mourning.”

I looked away from him, unable to keep the disappointment from my face.

“Does this have something to do with Molly checking out tomorrow?” he asked gently.

“You heard?”

“Of course,” he nodded. “I hear everything that happens in this resort.”

“We had a fight,” I admitted. “Well, she fought, and I just sat here like a dick and didn’t say anything. She was pissed, and I deserved it.”

“What happened?”

“She wanted to talk about what happened between us,” I said. “And I basically told her it was a mistake and we should just forget the whole thing ever happened.”

“Is that all you told her?”

“I told her I would have slept with any woman.”

“You really are a dick,” Ben said honestly.

I groaned and put my face in my hands. “Fuck,” I said loudly. “I’ve really screwed up with Molly, haven’t I?”

“You knew that before you slept with her,” he pointed out.

“She’s too good for me,” I said, trying to defend my behavior. “If I get involved with her, I’m bound to hurt her somewhere down the line.”

“So you decided to hurt her now instead of later?” Ben asked, incredulously.

“Fuck,” I said again, as I stood up and started pacing. “She’s really leaving.”

“What did you expect?”

“I don’t want her to go.”

“Why not?” he asked. “It seems like the best thing for both of you is for Molly to leave. She’s obviously in love with you, and you’re obviously not.”

I stopped short and turned to Ben. “What if…”

“What if what?”

“What if… I am in love with her?” I said softly. It was the first time I was allowing myself to say the words out loud. The moment they left my tongue, I realized what I had been afraid of all this time.

He smiled, and I realized he had just been waiting for me to realize that this whole time. “Then you need to make a choice,” he said. “And you need to stick to it. But first, I think you need to apologize.”

“She’s still Jason’s sister,” I pointed out.

“Is that supposed to mean something?” he asked.

“I have to respect the bro-code,” I said.