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Red nodded and grabbed the beer and shirt from me. He set the beer on the porch step and held his hand out to me. “Wherever the wind takes us.”

CHAPTER 4

RED

“I, uh.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her down the steps. I tossed my shirt over her fence and stopped once we stood beside my bike. “You got something you need to be doing right now?” I asked.

Tara shook her head. “No. I finished all of my work for the day.”

“You don’t have a man, and I haven’t seen any kids running around your place, so you’re free to come with me.” I wasn’t someone to beat around the bush. Get all of the awkward moments and small talk out of the way and get to the good stuff.

“Me? You want me to go for a ride with you?” Her eyes took in my bike. “I’ve never been on a motorcycle before. I’ll probably tip us over.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “Just lean with me, baby, and we’ll be fine. I promise not to go too fast.” That was a lie. I fully intended to open it up wide and have Tara plaster herself to my back.

She looked up at me. “This is crazy.”

“What’s so crazy?” I asked. I turned to face her and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes fluttered at my touch, and she bit her bottom lip.

Her hazel eyes darted to mine. “You and me. You’re you, and I’m me.” She wrinkled her nose. “That makes so much more sense in my head. It’s just you are, well, you’re just plain hot.”

I knew what I was. I never had a problem landing a woman in my forty-one years. “Are you trying to tell me you’re not good-looking enough for me, baby?”

“I’m not ugly,” she protested, “but I’m sure not hot enough to land a hot biker like you.”

I shook my head and reached up to cup her cheek.

A gasp escaped her lips, and her eyes widened.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, baby,” I promised.

“That never crossed my mind,” she confessed. “It’s just, this is all surreal. I work, hang out with Kelly when she’s not out of town, and exist.”

“What if I just wanna exist with you?”

“I’d say you’re probably drunk, or I’m drunk. Hallucinating. That would be a good explanation for all of this.”

“No hallucination for me, baby. I’ve been watching you since I moved in, waiting for my chance to see what the curvy hot chick next door is like.” I had spotted Tara before I had even moved in. I had been touring the house when I saw her walking to her mailbox as if she didn’t have a care in the world. Her black hair had been piled on top of her head, a black crop top barely covering her big tits, and cutoff jeans shorts like the ones she was wearing now.

She had been my fantasy woman come to life.

I put an offer in on the house the next day, and a month later, I moved in.

Tara sunbathing topless and being locked out of her house was the in I had been waiting for.

I could tell she hadn’t ever had a man like me. If she had, she sure as shit wouldn’t be single. Men like me knew what they wanted and took it. I had claimed her as mine before I had even spoken to her.

All of this right now was leading up to her falling into my bed and never leaving.

Tara was fucking hot. She had an ass for days, and I wanted to suffocate myself in her tits. Motorboat for days and never come up for air.

“I don’t think you kn–”

I shook my head and cut her off. “You don’t know what I think, baby. If you did, your ass would already be on that bike.” Hell, she would already be in my bed, ready and waiting for me if she really knew what I thought.

She blinked rapidly and took a step back.

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