Page 81 of Baby for the Bikers

My whole body goes hot, then cold. They heard me.Oh god, they heard me.

“I can explain,” I whisper, though I have no idea how to explain any of it.

“No need.” Brick’s voice is calm. Steady. “I think we all know where we stand.”

I look between them, searching for anger or judgment, finding none. “I don’t—I’m not sure what you mean.”

“It means,” Maddox says, leaning forward, “that we’re all on the same page for once.”

Ryder’s hand reaches across the table, covering mine. “All of us want you.”

“And you want all of us,” Brick finishes, his green eyes intent on my face.

The directness leaves me speechless. My deepest fantasy laid bare over breakfast. It should be mortifying. Instead, it feels like chains breaking, burdens lifting. The tension in the room shifts and transforms into something electric. Something inevitable.

“That’s…not how it usually works,” I say finally.

“Fuck usually.” Maddox grins. “When have we ever done anything the normal way?”

Brick leans forward, his elbows on the table. “Here’s how it’ll work. You stay here with us. You’re safer here anyway, with whatever threat you’re running from.”

“And the diner?” I ask, still processing the enormity of what they’re offering. “My debt?—”

“Is paid,” Brick states simply. “As of today, you don’t owe us anything.”

Maddox stands, disappearing down the hallway. He returns moments later with an envelope, which he slides across the table to me. “This is yours.”

With shaking hands, I open it. Inside is cash—five thousand dollars, neatly stacked. The exact amount of debt I thought I was working off.

“I don’t understand,” I say, confusion making my voice unsteady.

“We’ve been saving it,” Brick explains. “Every dollar you earned. Seed money for your bakery dreams.”

“But the bikes?—”

“Insurance covered most of the damage.” Maddox shrugs. “Besides, you’ve done more for the diner than we ever expected.”

“You’re not our employee anymore,” Ryder adds. “You’re our partner. Full benefits, equal profit share.”

Tears burn behind my eyes, spilling over before I can stop them. “Why would you do this for me?”

“Because you deserve it,” Brick says simply. “Because you belong here. With us.”

I blink through my tears, looking between them. I want to believe this is real, that I could have this—safety, security, partnership. Three men who want me as much as I want them.

“Now we need to know if you want this,” Brick says. “All of us. Together. Not just separately anymore.”

This is my choice. My decision. They’re offering me everything I never dared hope for.

“Yes,” I whisper, then stronger: “Yes. I want all of you.”

The room exhales collectively, as if they’d all been holding their breath. Maddox’s smile is triumphant. Ryder’s fingers tighten around mine. Brick’s expression remains steady, but something in his eyes softens.

“Tonight,” Brick says. “We’ll show you what that means tonight.”

My body responds instantly to the promise, heat pooling low in my belly.

“Tonight,” I agree.

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