Page 56 of Dozer

“No, but you should put on a pair of jeans and shoes. You can change when we get there.”

“I can’t ride on your bike to my parents’ house.”

He dropped the kickstand. “Why?”

I walked over to him. “Because I’m not allowed to ride on motorcycles.”

“Since when?”

“Since forever. And what are you wearing under your cut?”

“I didn’t think your parents would appreciate your pretend boyfriend flying Heller Raiders colors. I’ll leave my cut in the saddlebag.”

I rested my hand on his thigh. His gaze lingered on my fingers. Realizing he didn’t want me touching him, I jerked my hand back. “Thank you. What about the bike? Can we take my car?”

“Do you know what you’re asking? I had to go home to my mother’s to find the shirt, I’m not going to wear my cut, I’m unarmed, and you want me to ride in a cage. Are you driving?”

I hesitantly smiled. “It’s a big favor, I know.”

“Fuck, Pip, you might as well take my balls and put those in your purse.” He started rolling his bike into the garage.

“I want your balls and everything attached to them if you’re offering.”

Dozer stilled.

“Sorry,” I said even though I wasn’t.

I climbed behind the wheel and waited for Dozer to get into the passenger seat. Once in the car, he tossed his cut into the backseat and stretched his neck. “We need to tint the fucking windows. I don’t want anyone seeing me riding in your car.”

“You rode in my car the other morning.”

“I didn’t have a choice,” he grumbled.

I put the car into reverse and backed out of the garage. While still in the driveway, I lowered the garage door with the clicker.

“Did you get the window fixed?” he asked.

“Not yet. I will.”

“I’ll take care of it tonight when we get back.”

“Can’t. I told Hana, Jazzy and yes, even Levi that I’d meet them for a bite to eat before we go to Liquid Chrome.”

“Tomorrow then.”

“Okay. Are you coming to Chrome?”

“Nah, I have shit to do.”

I cast a quick glance in his direction. “You were just willing to be at my house fixing a window. Dozer, just come to Chrome. Have fun.”

When he didn’t answer, I turned on the radio.

He reached over and turned it down. “Tell me about your family.”

“Just prepare yourself. Vance and Gabi will be there.”

That bit of information seemed to perk him up.

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