Page 8 of Riding With the Grizzly

He offers me his helmet and I snort.

“I’m not getting on your bike,” I say, my tone harsher than I intended.

“Fine. We can walk. Let me just park my bike.”

He starts his bike and rides away from the pump and over to a parking spot. I head for the sidewalk and he falls into step with me a moment later.

“Where are we going?” I ask him.

“The diner?”

I nod and we walk in that direction. A few cars pass by and I’m briefly concerned about news of me being seen with Jude getting back to my family. I start to walk faster.

We head into the diner and I beeline it for a booth in the back. Hopefully, this will stop us from being spotted together. I can't imagine how my family would react if they knew that I was hanging out with the enemy, someone from the Devil's Pack MC.

“What can I get you both,” a waitress asks as we slide into the booth.

“Just a water for me.”

“Same.”

She nods, heading back behind the counter.

“Are you hungry?” He asks, grabbing one of the menus. “We should probably order more than water before they kick us out.”

“Sure.”

I don’t bother grabbing a menu. I’ve been to this place so many times that I probably have it memorized at this point.

“What do you normally get?” He asks as he looks it over.

“Burger and fries, chocolate shake sometimes.”

“That sounds good.”

He sets the menu back and I raise an eyebrow at him.

“Are you done stalling now?” I ask and he laughs.

“You caught me.”

The waitress returns with our water and Jude orders for both of us. She leaves again and I stare expectantly at Jude.

“I have a feeling that you won’t believe me, but I want you to know that everything that I’m about to tell you is true and that I can prove it.”

“Okay,” I say slowly, frowning at him.

He sighs, running a hand through his dark brown hair. I lean back in my seat, wondering what has him so nervous and on edge.

“I know that you and I are meant to be together,” he starts and I blow out a big breath. “I’m serious, Nara.”

“Alright, let’s pretend that I believe you.”

“You should.”

I take a drink of my water and he clears his throat, leaning closer to me over the table.

“I have a secret,” he whispers and I raise an eyebrow.

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