Page 62 of Biker Daddies

“I’m not going to shower.” Bane is already dressed and is drinking a cup of coffee. “I don’t want to wash away the evidence yet.”

“Bane,” I gasp in surprise and he smirks, lifting a shoulder as if what he just said wasn’t a big deal.

Colt opens up my dresser drawer and throws me a shirt that says Vultures Ink, then a bra, panties, and leggings.

“We’ll meet you there, sweetheart,” Alto says. “It’s best if we don’t arrive at the same time.”

I hate how sad he looks when he says that. His eyes frown, guilt wrinkling the sides of his temples.

“I understand,” I say gently, and I truly do. I was a brat before. I don’t know why I thought they were out to hurt me or break my heart, but I should have known better. “I’ll meet you there.” I give each of them a kiss and they leave just as Addy and Meredith show up.

They watch the men leave, and when the door closes they stare at me with mouths wide open before running into my room.

I tug on my shirt and wait for them to ask the questions they want, but they don’t say a word.

Sitting on the bed, I begin to tie my shoes. “Ask. I know you want to.”

“All three of them?” Meredith blurts, bouncing on her heels with excitement.

I blush under their gazes. “Yes,” I admit. “I won’t answer any personal questions,” I say, warning them about not asking about their sizes. That’s for me to know only.

“Lucky,” Addy sighs in a dream state. “I want three of my own bikers too.”

“Did it hurt?” Meredith asks, folding her hands together. “Who was the first?”

I stand, head to my closet and grab my favorite jacket, then slip it on. “Bane.” I say his name as if I’m in love with him.

Hell, I might just be.

“And it did, but only for a minute. They took very good care of me and made sure I was ready.”

“Bane! You had Bane first! Holy hell, that must have been an experience.”

I squint my eyes at Addy. “It was amazing. He’s amazing. He isn’t incapable of being gentle because he seems so unapproachable.”

“That’s not what I meant,” she hurries to say. “I meant, you know—” She wiggles her brows. “Kinky.”

I snort a laugh. “Besides three men at once, I didn’t do anything kinky. I don’t think I would have been ready for more than what was given to me. They knew that. Bane is sweet and loves to dirty talk. Colt is aggressive with his want for me and Alto is gentle. I have the perfect combination.”

Addy fans herself. “Any of the members single?”

I snag my car keys from the kitchen counter. “I don’t know. I’ll ask around. I have to go though. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” I blow my besties a kiss and head out the door.

The more I think about my new relationship, the more I worry about the guys. They have been around since I can remember. They always had my dad’s back. They didn’t help raise me or anything, but they were always around. Dad tried to keep the club separate from me as much as he could while I was little. I remember being twelve years old and looking at Bane, Colt, and Alto, knowing they’d be my forever crushes. Never once did they look at me like that.

Hell, for the longest time I didn’t think they thought I existed. I don’t blame them. I wasn’t of age then.

Now, I am. And they want me.

I nearly trip over my own feet running to my car. I’m so excited to see them. It’s only been a few minutes, but already I want nothing more than to be in the same room as them. But then I think about Grim and my father. All my happiness fades and anxiety clutches my stomach.

My dad loves me. He’ll do anything I want. He’ll support me if I don’t go through with wanting to date Grim, but he’ll need me to have a good reason as to why I don’t even want to try. As much as he supports me, he is very businesslike. Anything that will make the club more successful, he will do, even if it means using me to do it.

Does it piss me off? Yes. Do I know he won’t make me do anything I don’t want to do? Also yes. That doesn’t mean I won’t get furious from his efforts.

The ride to the clubhouse is shorter than usual because I get lost in the daydream of what happened last night. When I pull onto the driveway and head down the road, Dart is there at the gate. He makes sure no one gets in who isn’t allowed in.

“Hey, Dart,” I greet, giving him a friendly smile as I roll down my window.

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