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He took a long drink and set his wine glass down and held out his hand to me. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?” I took his hand and hopped off the table.

“You want to see my world? I’ll show it to you. Grab your jacket and let’s go.”

Chapter 19

“I’ve never been on a motorcycle,” I said as we walked toward his bike in the driveway.

“I’ll keep you safe.”

His promise reverberated through the air.

He handed me the helmet resting on his seat. After he ensured it was tight, he straddled his bike. He turned the key in the ignition, the growl of the steel and chrome beast dominating my senses.

“I gotta warn you though… You’re not gonna be able to keep your hands off me after this ride,” he said, throwing me a sinful smirk.

“We’ll see about that,” I quipped as I climbed on behind him.

“Closer. You need to be closer. Wrap your arms around me.”

I did as he commanded, pressing the heat of my thighs against him.

Excitement danced in my veins as I enclosed my arms around his muscular form. Before I knew it, we were zooming down the road, the night air cold against my cheeks, my body alive and warm with exhilaration.

I didn’t know where Bones was taking me, and I didn’t care.

By trying to control every outcome of my life, I’d shut myself off from experiencing it to its fullest. And yet life had thrown me into the orbit of a man who lived in a different world and who followed his own rules.

Time had no meaning on the back of his motorcycle. Underneath the stars with pavement stretching out in front of us, we could ride until dawn, and it would feel like no time had passed.

But eventually, Bones turned onto a gravel road, slowing down only when we approached a gate. Two men were standing watch. They opened the gate and waved as we passed through.

Bones parked on the gravel lot near the other motorcycles. A few cars were there, too. He cut the engine and my ears buzzed from the sudden quiet.

I slid off the bike, my legs familiar with the sensation of coming to stand on solid ground. Years of horseback riding were ingrained within me.

I unlatched the helmet and shook out my hair.

“Well?” Bones asked. He was still straddling his bike and didn’t seem in a hurry to move.

“It was incredible,” I breathed.

He smiled. “Yeah, it was.”

I handed him the helmet and then looked around. “Where are we?”

“The clubhouse.”

“The clubhouse?” I asked in surprise. “Why did you bring me here?”

“Because you wanted to see what my life is all about. This is my life.”

He climbed off his motorcycle and set his helmet onto the seat. He then wrapped an arm around my waist and guided me toward the clubhouse steps.

“Who were those guys at the gate?” I asked.

“Prospects.”

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