Page 12 of Biker Daddies

“Dare,” she slurs again.

“What was that?” Colt leans in to hear her better.

“We played truth or dare and my dare was to text you guys and tell you I had a crush on you.”

Ah, so she doesn’t like us. It was a lie. All part of a little game.

I’m relieved and slighted.

“Like you guys didn’t know,” she rambles, her eyes closing as her head tilts down. Her body tilts and it jolts her awake. “You knew. I’ve always found you three sexy.” She waves her finger at us and I hold my breath because she must be speaking the truth. “Always together.” She sighs, exhausted. “I got lost in soooo many fantasies with that.” She laughs and Alto clears his throat while Colt beams with a smile.

“She’s adorable when she’s drunk,” Colt says.

“She’s going to be sick,” I tell him. “Ignore what she saying. She won’t remember tomorrow. Any guy could be standing where we are and I’m sure she’d probably say the same thing.”

She scoffs, poking me in the chest. “I might be drrrruunk,” she sings, then licks her lips and I ignore how the simple touch of her finger feels against me. “But I wouldn’t sa-say this to any-anyone.” She stumbles and hiccups again. “You three…” This sigh is dreamy and a soft smile plays on her lips. “So hot. Why are you so hot? It’s hot, actually. I’m hot.” She begins to take her shirt off and all of us launch forward.

“Woah! Woah, no! No, no!” Alto shouts as we tug her shirt down.

I only get a glimpse of the flawless flesh of her stomach. Nothing more.

“Don’t get undressed, sweetheart.”

“But I’m hot. I’m sweating.” She lies down on the cool tile of the bathroom floor and sighs. “This feels good.”

Alto rubs a hand down his face, all of us a little paler than usual since we nearly saw her half naked. It wouldn’t be a big deal if it weren’t Grizzly’s daughter.

All of us blow out a breath and then her hand finds mine. Even a bit clammy, her skin is soft, and she smiles a little as she rests.

“You feel good. I feel so safe with you here.” This time when she speaks, it’s clear with no slurring or stuttering.

Fuck me.

I’m a goner.

This troublemaker is going to wrap herself around my cold, dead heart and try to bring it back to life.

4

COLT

There are a few things I know about Harlow’s life.

Her roommates want me. I know because every time I see them, they can’t help but look at me. I could have them if I want, but someone not even twenty years old has never captured my attention.

Until now.

Fuck, this is so not good.

“Bane, pull your hand away from hers,” Alto orders between tight teeth.

“I’m trying,” he says, but he doesn’t even move.

He’s frozen.

Bane is a mystery. A closed book. Where I put everything out on the table, he locks everything about himself in a vault. He’s either thrown away the key or swallowed it so no one else can see what lurks inside his mind.

There’s one thing that’s obvious.

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