Page 11 of Sinful Desires

“Do you like motorcycles?” I asked, chuckling when her eyes widened. “Mine is parked outside. It’s a limited-edition Harley-Davidson, fresh off the factory floor. Are you familiar with the brand?”

“Who isn’t?” Something told me I could have made up a name, and she would have salivated. Again, Aria came to mind, this time the memory of her neutral reaction to what normally made women cream their panties. Why was everything involving her so damned difficult? I needed to get her out of my head, or she would ruin my night.

“I would love to take you for a ride.” My attention landed on her mouth and those glossy lips. She would leave a red ring around my cock before the night was over, and that part of my anatomy twitched in anticipation.

“Baby, you can take me anywhere,” she purred, sliding her hand up my arm and over my shoulder, then draping herarm around my neck. “Anywhere you want. And you can put it anywhere you want,” she added in a breathy voice, her lids lowering.

The idea of flying through the night with this woman wrapped around me was almost fully formed in my mind's eye when a buzzing from my jacket pocket tore my attention from her. “Excuse me.” She leaned away while I located the device and checked the ID.Unknown number. “Hold that thought,” I told the woman whose name I had already forgotten while draining what was left in my glass.

It was much too loud inside. I answered the call on my way through that screeching door, stepping out into the cool night air before greeting the caller. “Miles Young.”

“Miles? This is Colton Black. I think you met my sister a few days ago.”

Of course, Evelyn’s nephew. “Cousin Colton,” I replied, injecting much more warmth into my voice than was present. “It’s good to hear from you.” He had probably gotten my number from Magnus.

“Are you busy tonight?” he asked. There were voices in the background, many overlapping, like he was calling from a club or a bar. Something told me it was far different from the one in front of which I stood.

Glancing toward the door I had walked through, remembering the woman inside, I replied, “Not very.”

“How about coming out and having drinks with us? Everybody wants to meet you.”

Interesting. “Who is everybody?”

“Our whole group. My sister is here with another one of our cousins and a couple of friends. And, of course, your stepsisters,” he added, chuckling like it was a joke.

Aria was with him. This night had become much more interesting, and my thickening dick certainly agreed. “I wouldlike to meet everyone,” I told him, grinning to myself at the idea of how pissed off she would be when I showed up wherever they were.

She never bothered hiding her contempt. I would see if she could hide it in front of her friends and family without her parents’ presence.

Naturally, I would make her look like the little fool she was. By the end of the night, the rest of them would sing my praises and assure her I would never do anything to the family I was so glad to be part of.

“I’ll send you the location,” Colton assured me.

“I’ll be looking for it.” By the time I ended the call, I was brimming over with anticipation. This would be a hell of a lot more fun than fucking some nameless skank in the hopes of working a little frustration out of my system.

I was about to set off for my bike when another idea occurred to me. Would it work? It might take a little convincing, but I had no doubt I could sell it.

It was time to up the stakes a bit, and Colton Black may have inadvertently given me exactly what I needed to do just that.

Pulling my phone free from my pocket again, I placed a call, grinning in anticipation of what was to come.

5

ARIA

“Are you fucking joking?” It wasn’t that I wanted to rip my cousin Colton’s head off. I wouldn’t have minded the opportunity to kick it around a little bit if someone else did, though. He had the nerve to look surprised at my reaction as if there was nothing out of the ordinary about inviting the asshole out with us.

“Honestly, in Colton’s defense, I don’t see what the problem is.” Rose slid an arm around Colton’s waist, touching the side of her head to his arm. No big surprise, the fact that she would take his side after he came in and announced he’d invited Miles to have drinks with us. He could break a beer bottle and slice someone open with the jagged end, and she would probably insist he had a good reason for it. Love did that to people. It made them willing to turn a blind eye to the obvious.

“Aria doesn’t like him, and that’s all we need to know.” At least my sister was willing to speak up for me, leaning over to pat my knee before reaching for the wine glass on the round table in the center of our circle of chairs.

This was one of our usual spots, somewhere low-key enough that we could kick back and have a good time without ourchairs vibrating, thanks to the deafening music. No drunk bodies falling against us either.

“What do you think of him?” Evan winked at me, then turned his attention back to my sister. I scowled, and he pretended he couldn’t see me out of the corner of his eye. The way his lips twitched told another story.

Valentina shrugged, sipping her wine. “I don’t know. I guess he’s all right. She’s the one who has to spend time with him at home.”

“It’s not like we’re hanging out,” I made sure to tell everybody in case they figured we were having heart-to-heart conversations over our morning coffee.

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