Page 27 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

What the hell was he doing here? If anybody complained about it, I’d be in deep trouble. Twisting the knob, I slid open the window, popping my head out.

“What are you doing here?” I whisper shouted.

And that jerk, he twisted both handles, making more noise with his engine.

“Hush! Stop doing that.” I put a finger against my lips to make him understand how serious this was. But he didn’t give a damn and grinned wickedly, tapping on his ear while shaking his head, pretending he couldn’t hear what I was saying.

Groaning in frustration, I pleaded him with my eyes to stop his stupid stunt.

He finally got the message and shut off the engine.

My eyes closed in relief, but when I opened them, I still found him in his spot. He snapped his fingers and pointed at me to come down. Frowning, I shook my head in response.

No way in hell was I going out with him.

He quirked an eyebrow, faking a move to start the engine. It was enough sign for me to understand that he wouldn’t stop his bullshit until I came down. Rolling my eyes, I shut the window and grabbed my keys before making my way downstairs.

I tiptoed as quietly as possible, with anxiety rushing down my spine. Aiden was waiting for me on his bike with his arms crossed, along with his smug smile plastered on his face.

Oh, how I wished I could slap that smug smile away.

I strode toward him with anger radiating from my body. “Cute nightdress,” he muttered, gazing at me from head to toe with a pleased smile.

That’s when I realized I was in my pale pink t-shirt and shorts along with my flats. I shook my head, getting back to my point.

“What the hell are you doing here? And what are you, five years old for pulling such stupid stunt?”

He kept smiling as his eyes never left mine.

“You look so sexy when you’re pissed off. I like it.” He winked at me.

“Well, I don’t like it, so go away and leave me alone.”

I turned around to leave, but he abruptly grabbed my elbow, bringing me close to him as his hard chest collided with my back. His breath tickled my earlobe, making my skin prickle.

“The minute you get inside the building, I will rev my bike again, and this time I’ll make sure everyone wakes up,” he whispered against my ear, making my breath hitch.

“But if you come with me, then I will be a gentleman. I promise.”

Was he for real?

I looked over my shoulder, glaring at him. “Go to hell. I’m not going anywhere with you,” I hissed.

Suddenly, he twirled me around and wrapped his arm around me, engulfing me tightly against his body.

“Okay. We both can stay here and wake up your friends.” He delivered his threat with an innocent tone.

Grinning, he opened his mouth like he was about to scream. On instinct, I put my hand on his mouth to stop him from being any dumber than he already was.

“Okay! Okay! I’ll go with you. Stop being such an asshole!” I hissed.

He kissed my palm, making me pull away immediately. He winked at me again and nodded to the back of the seat.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

He simply looked at me with no response. Rolling my eyes, I got on the seat and wrapped my hands around his waist, holding onto him for dear life.

I’d seen him riding his motorbike a lot of times, and I knew the speed he usually traveled. Plus, I had no interest in dying so soon. As if he could sense the worry within me, he muttered, “I won’t let anything happen to you. I will drive safely, don’t worry.”

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