Page 34 of 4 Bikers for the Doctor

“Hmm…that makes sense.”

“He’s the pace-setter. Everyone takes turns doing it.”

“Hm.”

I’m losing her attention. It feels like I don’t know what to talk about when we’re alone. Things get boring because I can’t flirt, so I can’t make jokes…then I feel uncomfortable. Every time I look at her, I think about that kiss.

“You okay?” She looks at me sideways with one raised eyebrow.

“Sure,” I try to give her a convincing smile, then have an idea. “You know what we should do?”

“What?”

“Spend time with Stacey, we ought to break her in and get to know her a little bit.”

“Okay,” Lara shrugs. “I talk to her all the time.” She tongues the straw again and my fucking cock goes nuts. “I thought you’d be all over her when she started here. She’s a stunner!”

We need a third wheelimmediately.I force my dick into a more manageable position in my jeans before I stand and quickly make my way to the bar.

Lara and I take stools next to each other.

“Another round, guys?” Stacey’s smile is almost blinding!

“Yeah, a beer for me and whatever that cocktail thing is,” I point to Lara’s drink. “Also three tequilas. We thought we’d hang out with you for a bit.”

“Aw, thanks, you two,” there’s the smile again. She’s really pretty, but all I can think about is Lara. I have a one-track mind that way.

“This is a margarita,” Lara pokes my arm. “And only one tequila. I don’t want to wake up in another place like that first night I was here!” She looks at me with wide eyes as she takes another sip.

My poor crotch.Why is she doing this to me?This is notmyfault. Domtoldme to stay with her. All I can think about is how delicious her pussy must be. I want to suck that swollen cunt till I’ve got every last drop of juice from her.

Stacey pours three shots and brings us two fresh bottles. “Here we go. I shouldn’t have too many of these. I’m probably one of the few women who tend bar who has the constitution of a twelve-year-old.”

“I know what you mean,” Lara raises her shot and laughs. “Too many of these is how I ended up stuck here.”

“Twisted Reapers,” I raise my glass and touch both of theirs. They echo my toast and drink.

“Everyone seems to love having you here though,” Stacey tells Lara.I’d love having her too.“The guys never stop talking about you. When you all came back from the ride, Dix couldn’t stop talking about how well he eats these days.”

“The way to a man’s heart,” Lara winks. “Through his stomach.” They both laugh.

“I guess I ought to learn to cook then,” Stacey says. “The most biker thing about me is that I live on takeout, just like they used to!”

“You should come for brunch next week!” Lara’s eyes go wide with excitement. “If you don’t mind helping me in the kitchen, I could teach you some stuff while we work.”

“That would be awesome,” Stacey squeezes Lara’s hand. “I think I’m going to take you up on that.”

I turn to leave them to their conversation, and spot Cassidy coming in.

She waves and comes over to me, looking a little on the glum side, “Bit late to be drinking on a Sunday?”

“Really? Then what areyoudoing here? And, if youmustknow, Dom asked me to stay with Lara.”

Cassidy’s expression gets very serious, “I need to talk to you about something.”

“So, talk. What is it?”

“In private?”

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