Page 26 of My Biker

I smirked and nodded.

One more finger. “You get to ride a motorcycle. All the time.”

“A lot of people ride motorcycles all the time, Sloane. That doesn’t mean they’re living some crazy life.” We live in the South. Motorcycles were all over the place, and not all of those people were in a motorcycle club.

She shrugged and now held up four fingers. “You have amazing parties all of the time.”

I hadn’t even mentioned that to her, so she was either pulling that from her books or the damn TV show. “Lots of people have parties, Sloane.”

“Come on,” she laughed. “Why can’t you just admit that you have a kick-ass life, and mine is boring with a capital B?”

“Because your life is not boring. And if you think that it’s boring, then you need to make it unboring.”

“That’s not a word,” she drawled.

“It is to me.” I stood and held my hand out to her. “Let’s go get some real food.” Ice cream was not going to keep me full for long.

She squinted up at me and shielded her eyes with her hand. “Why don’t we go back to the hotel and see what Dove is up to?”

“She’s with the guys.” Dice and Pirate had tried to weasel their way into coming with Sloane and me, but thankfully Compass and Throttle had made them hang back. I had pointed out that they could entertain Dove, and they were all on board with that. “I’m sure Dice and Pirate are entertaining her.”

“We could go in the pool,” she suggested.

“You swim, babe?”

She wrinkled her nose. “I normally don’t like to, but it is hotter than heck out here. I feel like I’m baking on the back of your bike.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the bike. “Well, then, I guess we better head back to the hotel and work on cooling you down.”

“You’re sure you’re okay with that?”

I threw my leg over the bike, and she got on behind me.

I was good with going swimming because it meant I was going to be able to see Sloane in a swimsuit. “I mean, I like riding, but we can go swimming if you want,” I lied.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and sighed. “I don’t mean to cut our day short.”

I cranked up the bike and kicked up the kickstand. “Who said we’re cutting the day short? I didn’t have any plans today other than to be with you. You wanna go swimming, and I'm more than happy to watch you float around in a swimsuit.”

“Ha,” she laughed. “I bet you’re happy with this change in plans.”

Fucking ecstatic about it. “I’ll live, babe.” I rocketed out of the parking lot and headed back to the hotel.

I never had anything planned much in my life, and that was the way I liked it. Besides, we rode for two hours, got to know each other, and the day was still young.

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Chapter Nine

Sloane

“I was hoping you would get your butt back here and enjoy this view with me.”

Dove and I were laid out on beach chairs with sunglasses on our faces, our hair piled on top of our heads, and sunscreen slathered all over.

“I think the view got extremely better once Aero and I got here.”

Dove scoffed. “Girl, please. You are so far gone it ain’t even funny.”

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