Page 11 of Her Demanding Biker
The people in the area were likely backing up to stay out of the way in case they were going to get caught in the blast radius.
No one wanted to be collateral damage if Diesel went off.
Whenhe went off.
"My ass?"
The tone of her voice said that it was a loaded question.
People around the room made some comments under their breaths but no one was stupid enough to do it where Diesel could see and hear.
"That..." Willow wiggled her butt earning her a few impromptu cat calls.
Cat calls that were silenced with a turn of Diesel's head.
"...Is all you're going to say?"
Diesel stepped in, put his shoulder up to her belly and put her over his shoulder, clapping his hand on the ass in question. "This ass is mine!"
Willow screamed and beat her fists against his back, but no one took it seriously, not when she was laughing.
Diesel did her the favor of turning around so she could talk to Maggie.
Red-faced and giggling, Willow pointed in one direction and then the exact opposite a moment later. "She's over there."
Then she reached down and grabbed a hold of Diesel's ass and gave it a squeeze.
They were gone a moment later with Willow's laughter echoing off the walls.
Maggie turned around to look at me.
"Well, that was... surprising."
I raised a brow at that. Surprising was a fact of life around a motorcycle club.
"Come on, Thief. I'll introduce you."
She took my arm again and this time I didn't feel Hawk's hand clutching my throat.
It was a win for me.
I liked breathing.
I followed after Maggie, figuring that it would be faster to say hello to the woman and then make some excuse to get some sleep.
Who wanted a sleep-deprived biker on their hands?
No one.
Maggie pulled me to a stop where Diesel had been standing a few moments before and gestured at the corner of the big couch we had on the other side of the coffee table.
I saw movement across the table and turned to look and that's when my brain stopped working.
The hamster or whatever animal had been turning the wheel in my skull passed out in shock, leaving me with a handful of cells.
"This is Thief. He's a little rough around the edges, but he's a good guy, otherwise I'd never introduce the two of you."
My heart was pumping harder than I'd ever felt it in my chest.
