Page 36 of Biker Daddies

So relaxed and calm. He always seems to be the one in control of his emotions. Their eyes roam up and down, then at the same time they all take a step forward.

I take a step back.

Alto grins. “Where are you going, sweetheart?”

“What are you doing? Is this a trap? Are you guys trying to get me to lower my guard and then my dad comes in to give me a lecture about underage drinking or whatever?”

Colt barks out a laugh. Bane huffs.

Alto’s hand reaches for my face. His knuckles drag across my cheek. “We need to discuss something, sweetheart. I don’t know how you’ll feel about it, so why don’t you take a seat first?”

I lick my lips and Bane growls in the back of his throat. When I look at him, his chin is tilted down and his eyes are glaring at me across the room.

My chest rises quicker as my breathing increases.

Colt slaps him in the chest. “You’re scaring her.”

He wasn’t.

The way he’s looking at me…it’s like he wants to pounce.

“Then she shouldn’t do that,” Bane snarls. “I like it too much.”

I plop down in the seat, wondering what the hell is going on.

“Do you want something to drink? We have water, soda, juice,” Alto offers, opening up a mini fridge that’s underneath the front desk.

“A Coke is fine,” I reply.

As he hands it to me, our fingers touch, and I inhale a sharp breath before pulling away as if he bit me.

I open the can and the carbonation hisses. I chug the soda down, needing something to coat my throat.

Alto drags a chair, spins it around, and sits down, laying his forearms across the back of it. Colt and Bane snag a chair too, but they both sit with their legs spread.

My eyes fall to their crotches and Colt laughs. “My eyes are up here, sweetness,” he says.

Caught, I blush, looking away to see Alto smiling at me.

“Why am I here? I said I was sorry,” I say.

“We don’t care about that,” Alto begins. “We’re glad you’re feeling better, but we want to talk about what you said. You texted us, saying how you have a crush on us and find us sexy. You actually said the sexy part a few times that night.”

Oh my god.

Kill me.

Find a hole and toss me in it because this cannot be happening. I press the cold can against my cheek and wonder how the hell I’m going to get out of this.

“I was…I was drunk. I don’t remember.”

Alto is up and out of his seat, gripping my chin and forcing me to look at him. “Do not lie to me. Earlier you apologized, so I know you remember.”

“Yes,” I blurt. “Yes, okay? I find you all attractive. I always have and always will. Are you happy?” I sound a little angry and I guess I am. I don’t like to be put on the spot. “Is that all you wanted? Can I go now?”

Alto squats down in front of me and I’m waiting for him to give me a lecture about how I’m too young and I have my entire life to find someone, someone who is my age. Don’t they get it? I don’t want someone my age. I have never been interested in anyone else.

Only them.

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