I turn to face him more, wanting to hear this story.
He shifts toward me. “Well, MC stuff isn’t always roses, you know? It gets dirty. Fights happen. Sometimes illegal stuff. And maybe during some of these fights, I’ve bitten a guy or two.” He gives an innocent shrug.
“Youbitthem?” I practically yell, causing him to laugh and me to slap a hand over my mouth. “Seriously?” I whisper.
He shrugs. “When a guy’s got a knife to your side, threatening to carve out your kidney, you do what you gotta do.”
Wow, that’s… violent. Terrifying, if I’m being honest. Knives, biting, fights…
“All that excitement, and you found tonight fun?” I ask, shocked by my own words. Why aren’t I throwing him out? Telling him I don’t need someone dangerous in my life?
“You’re not scared?”
Surprisingly, no. I’m not. And I have no idea why.
“Of what? Are you going to bite me?”
His eyes flicker with… something.
“Not unless you ask.”
I smile, ducking my head. He grabs my chin and makes me face him again.
“I like when you look at me.” He’s more demanding this time, more stern. I kind of like it. I like looking at him too. And I like that he likes me looking at him.
“Your life sounds exciting,” I say in a whisper.
“It can be,” he answers, leaning closer.
My gaze dips to his lips, then back to his eyes.
“This isn’t a date,” I say.
“I know. But kissing is fun, and we’re supposed to be having fun.”
I nod. “Yeah, kissing is fun.”
So I lean in the rest of the way and kiss him.
Chapter Nine
Kaison
I show up at the clubhouse the next morning with a smile on my face that has my brother scowling.
“I amnoteating a single meal at that diner for the rest of this week,” he says when I walk toward him. “Actually, make it a month.”
I roll my eyes, slapping him on the back.
“Didn’t plan on asking you to.”
“What diner?” Rhino asks, dropping into a seat at the table with a plate stacked tall with pancakes.
“Daisy’s,” I tell him.
“Haven’t been there in like a year. Food was subpar,” he says.
“Don’t go for the food,” I answer.