Page 66 of His Other Half

He hadn't confided in her about why he was sought out by the motorcycle club president.

"Hey." She grabbed the back of his vest. "This doesn't have anything to do with the casino, does it?"

He kissed her again. "Club business, sweetheart."

"Is it dangerous?"

He stepped out of the apartment. "Life's dangerous."

"Paco." She held onto the door. "Be careful."

"Yep." He pointed at her and grinned, walking backward.

Not wanting to let him go, but also wanting to close herself into the apartment, she shut the door and turned the lock. It took everything in her not to ask for more information and give him his freedom to live his life.

Her stomach burned. She went to the window and looked out at the same time another rider arrived.

Paco slapped Whip on the shoulder. Even from a hundred feet away, she could see the smile on his face and the extra oomph in his step.

As if looking inside his life was hard enough, knowing he kept his past hidden from her, she couldn't shake the feeling that she witnessed the real Paco. A man who lived for the danger and excitement of belonging to a motorcycle club.

She wondered if there was room in his life for her or if she'd always be on the outside.

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