Page 35 of Ride with Zane

Chapter Ten

Ashley

Buying groceries with Rock has been a new experience I’ve never done with a guy. I feel so good when I’m with him and love the way he always looks at me like he’s ready to rip off my clothes and take me. It’s insane, but deep down I'd love him to. Honestly, I've never gotten the hype about having sex. Some say it's great, some it relaxes you but don't ever expect to orgasm when you do it because men just want to release themselves, so my expectations were so low. Then Rock happened and oh my God.

“Do you think your brothers will come tomorrow?” I try to erase those forbidden images from my head while feeling already flustered.

“Yeah, Princess. We're not used to getting invited over for a party but we love them. Family time is always important, no matter if we work together.” He helps me with the groceries.

I'm still pondering how to tell him about Drew. Will he be mad at me? Should I not say anything to him? But then, would it be considered lying?

“What are you thinking about, Princess?” He leans his forehead on mine. His eyes on mine.

“I have something to confess…” I begin “the night at the ZBE.”

A smile appears on his face. “When did we meet?”

“No, when you fought for me.”

“Baby…” he sighs. “I won't be sorry for what happened. He fucking deserved it and not only because he touched what’s mine but because you told him no.”

“It was my fault.” I admit even though his speech is so sweet.

“Your fault?”

“It was supposed to be my last night there.” I brace myself ready for his anger. “I didn't know you were there, but I hoped you could see me. That's why I've danced with so many guys and flirted with Drew. I just wanted to see if what happened between us meant nothing to you, but he pushed too far.”

“I was fuming up there watching you. You have no idea how many times I wished you'd pick up my calls. When you didn’t, I'd figured out you found out who I was and you just wanted not to hear from me anymore.”

“Why do you think being a biker would have made me change my mind?”

“Because people avoid us. Fear us.” He looks behind me and I follow his gaze. The woman who was in line behind us with his son moved to the other side eyeing him.

“They don't know what you do for this town, that's why.”

“They don't have to.”

I’d like to scream. “Why?”

“Baby…” He stops and greets the clerk who packed all the groceries. I pull out my credit card and before he can pick it, Rock’s gives him his. The hell? I’m about to have a say but as if he knew what I’m about to do he cocks a brow at me, and I keep it to myself.

“Zane!” I can’t help but smile as he turns his head.

“Don’t even start, Ashley.” He spells my name for good but the sparkle in his eyes makes butterflies flutter in my stomach. “I won’t let you pay for all this stuff.”

I fan my hands over my hips. “But you should be my guest.” Truth is no one, other than Dad, of course, did for me.

After placing the bags in the trunk, he bends down to kiss me. “I can’t be my woman’s guest.” Then he opens the car door and makes me sit in the shotgun before taking place behind the steering wheel and pulls over the parking lot.

“I know what you guys are doing. Dad told me, Rock,” I say with a sigh while a whirlwind of emotions creeps in.

He snaps his head to me. “Does he know about us?”

“Not yet.” I wasn’t able to put a label on what we were, so I just avoided talking. “But I’m going to tell him Sunday.”

“He won't agree.”

“Why?”

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