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Their gazes locked, and a rush of emotions swept over Harley. She had missed him more than she cared to admit, and the sight of him now brought relief and joy.
Trigger approached her, his confident stride a contrast to the softness in his eyes. “Hey.”
Harley managed a small smile, her heart fluttering as she met his gaze. “Hey,” she parroted. “You okay?”
“Good as can be expected,” he replied, his voice a low rumble. “I need a shower. You coming back to my place?”
She shook her head. “As if you don’t already know the answer to that. Calamity’s been my bodyguard from the second you left. I know he’s reported my every move back to you.”
One corner of his mouth curved upward, the uncharacteristic grin making her heart skip a few beats. “Yes or no?”
“Yes,” she mumbled.
“Good,” he replied before pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers.
She ignored the catcalls, allowing Trigger to kiss her until she was breathless before pulling back.
He studied her silently for several minutes as if trying to figure something out before grabbing her hand and pulling her toward his bike. She waited until he was on before swinging her leg over the back, then settled against him.
“Don’t get too carried away,” Rock called out. “Cookout starts in about an hour.”
“Got it,” Trigger replied a second before the engine rumbled to life, and she wrapped her arms around his waist. She hung on as he took off.
It didn’t take them long to make it back to his place. He turned off the engine, holding the bike steady until she climbed off. Then, he quickly dismounted behind her.
“Let me just take a quick shower, then we can head back to the clubhouse and help prepare for the cookout.”
She paused in mid-step. “I can go back and—”
The rest of her words were cut off as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. She clutched his shoulder at the intensity and amount of desperation she felt within it. Several minutes later, he pulled back, and she gasped for air.
“I want you here,” he stated. “We’ll return to the clubhouse afterward, but I want you here right now.”
She studied him for several minutes. “I hope you don’t expect me to join you in the shower.”
“Fuck yeah,” he answered with a chuckle. “But you aren’t ready for that, so I won’t push.” Then his expression sobered. “I just need you close right now.”
“Okay,” she whispered at his heartfelt words before following him into the house.
He left her in the living room while he went to the bedroom. She walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of water. Pressing it to her head, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to relax. She didn’t know how he was intense all the time but he was.
After drinking the water, she rinsed the glass and put it aside. Bracing her hands against the counter, she stared out the kitchen window and looked over the compound. When she’d discovered that Trigger had a home away from the clubhouse, she’d been a little shocked, mainly because most of the single members bunked in a room upstairs.
But now that she’d gotten to know him better, she understood there was more to him than she’d realized. That was probably part of the reason why her feelings were starting to grow. She didn’t know how long she stood there, but several minutes later, she heard Trigger's footsteps behind her. He wrapped his arms around her.
“You ready to go back to the clubhouse?” he asked before placing a kiss against her neck.
She nodded. “Yes. I’m starving.”
Trigger stepped back and released her. “It smells like they’ve already fired up the grills. Let’s go.”
She let Trigger take her back to the clubhouse, and several people were already there. They drifted apart as they pitched in to help prepare things, but their gazes met several times.
As the night wore on, the music grew louder, and the compound came alive with energy. Conversation and laughter filled the air. Harley found herself drawn to Trigger like a moth to a flame. He was her anchor in this sea of emotions, his presence a source of comfort amidst the chaos. That’s why she stood there and watched him when he started in her direction.
“You ready to talk?” he asked when he was within hearing distance.
Her breath caught in her throat as she met his gaze. “Sure”
