Page 4 of Biker Daddy's Girl

I nod.

"Isn't he a little old for you, then?"

"What? No." I shake my head quickly. "It's not like that, I promise. Plus, I didn’t even ask his age."

"Okay." She still sounds skeptical. "So what happened? What was he doing, hanging out on campus waiting for single women to walk by?”

"I don't know," I admit. "I was a little less than halfway home when I saw all of their motorcycles. I knew about the club, so I felt safe asking him. That’s all.”

"Well, that's pretty chivalrous of him," Sarah concedes, sounding less concerned. "Was he, like, a gross, middle-aged biker dude? Or more of a hot, rugged bad boy type?"

"Hot," I reply immediately. "Like, smoking hot. But not in a sleazy way."

"So, more of a James Dean vibe, then?"

"Definitely," I agree. "Although he was way more intense than James Dean. Like, a hundred times more intense."

"Wow." Sarah raises her eyebrows. "This sounds like a pretty epic story. Tell me more."

So, I recount the whole encounter to her, starting from the moment I stepped outside the library and ending with Luke walking me to the front door of my building. When I say it all out loud, it sounds way more boring than it felt. All I did was walk with a guy and talk with him a little. Nothing more.

“Sorry, that was lame,” I finish, and Sarah shakes her head.

“No way. If you say it was a big deal, I totally believe you. Sounds like he was really looking out for you."

"Yeah, he was," I say, still a little overwhelmed by the whole experience. "It was kind of nice, actually. To have someone there to protect me, I mean."

"Hey, it's okay to need help sometimes," Sarah reassures me. "There's nothing wrong with that."

"I know." I take a deep breath. "I guess I'm just not used to it. After everything that happened with Jason, I swore I'd never rely on a guy again. And then tonight..."

"Tonight was different," Sarah finishes. "This Luke guy wasn't trying to control you or take advantage of you. He was just looking out for you, right? That’s the Iron Guardian’s thing, anyway. Protecting those who need protection.”

"Exactly." I nod. "It felt good, in a way, to know that I could trust him even though we just met."

"Sometimes you can just tell when someone's a decent person," Sarah says, echoing my own thoughts. "And sometimes they wear the evidence on their biker jackets, I guess. Sounds like Luke hits both criteria though, hm?”

"Yeah." I sigh, a small, wistful smile tugging at my lips. "He really does."

"So, what are you gonna do now?" Sarah asks, nudging my shoulder. "Are you gonna see him again?"

"I don't know," I say, feeling a little embarrassed. "I mean, he's probably not interested in me like that. And even if he is, I doubt he wants to be tied down to a college girl."

"Are you kidding?" Sarah laughs. "Emma, that guy was totally into you! All the teasing, the backward glances. You should at least try to find out if there's something there."

"Maybe," I concede, my heart fluttering at the thought of seeing Luke again. "I guess I could ask around, see if anyone knows him."

"That's the spirit!" Sarah grins. "I'm sure there's a way to track him down, especially with the whole Iron Guardians club thing. That has to be pretty easy to research."

I nod. "Yeah, you're right." I glance at the clock and sigh. "But it's late, and I have an early class tomorrow. We should probably get some sleep."

"Okay." Sarah gives me a quick hug. "Good night, Emma. And good luck with your search for your big bad biker.”

"Thanks." I laugh. "I have a feeling I'm going to need it."

"I'm sure things will work out. You have a knack for finding the good in people."

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