Page 2 of Her Demanding Biker
She rented the other side of the duplex, and she was part of the reason why I'd picked this place to live.
It was probably silly, but having another woman sharing a wall with me was comforting.
There were plenty of men in town, but the men in TOWN were either boring or scary.
Boring, I could handle.
Scary?
Almost on cue, a couple of motorcycles roared down the road. and came to stop at the curb.
I tried to act like this kind of thing happened every day.
At least it did recently.
My neighbor Willow was head over heels in love with one of the Savage Kings, the biggest motorcycle club in town.
The man at the front of the group of three got up and I had to look away. He was big and imposing. Honestly, he reminded me a lot of my dad and that was the kind of man I didn't want to get close to. My father had been the man I'd looked up to through my childhood. I saw him as something of a god in my life after my mom died. For years it was the two of us at home when he wasn't deployed somewhere.
And while he was gone, there was a woman who'd come and stay with me to make sure I went to school and had clean clothes and a meal a couple times a day.
My dad was always my rock, until he began to crush me. Smother me with his paranoia.
When he began to control everything, I did.
I didn't want someone like him around me.
"Arlys?"
I startled at the sound of my name. Not many people in town knew me.
Even though the town was small, I'd kept to myself as much as I could, which wasn't going to help me much in the future, but I wasn't the kind of person who had it easy getting to know people.
My father had sheltered me for so many years, but that just made it harder to get to know people.
I'm afraid my people skills were... nil.
Willow stepped closer and put a hand on my shoulder.
I let out a breath I didn't even know that I was holding.
"Sorry. I'm horrible with strangers."
"Well," Willow shifted and draped her arm across my shoulders, "we're going to change that."
I swallowed and felt my throat close up again.
Change me?
That sounded painful.
I wasn't at an age that change was easy.
Willow tipped her head to the side, looking at the trio of men who'd gotten off their motorcycles and walked up onto the porch. "These guys might look like they'd rip you in half with their bare hands but they're okay guys." Willow turned and winked at me. "This is Diesel."
The man she gestured at didn't even look at me, he was looking at Willow. And the way he looked at her?
Wow. It was crazy hot.
