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“You want work, or no?”
“No, no, no. I want the work. I just--”
I glared at him and he shut his fucking mouth.
“I’ll pick up when called, boss.”
“Good. I’ll keep you updated.”
I turned around and yanked the door open, startling a group of students just beyond the door. They looked up at me with wide eyes while a couple of the girls standing there licked their lips. I winked at the brunette before walking off, listening to her sigh as I brushed by. Making women weak in their knees came with the territory. And my fear was that Benji felt that was more important than the safety of the rest of the crew. Still, he was good at what he did. The boy could wield a serious gun and rode unlike anything I’d ever seen. You know, once he had a decent bike between his fucking legs.
He could prove to be useful if things got hairy with this guy.
Or if Rupert fucking insisted he come along.
I shoved my way out the front doors and hopped down the concrete steps. My bike glistened in the morning sunlight as I threw my leg over it. The cling of the kickstand coming up hung in my ears. My stomach was ready for food, and my veins were ready for some more coffee. But as I slid my helmet over my face, I gazed across the sidewalk.
And saw a very familiar set of eyes looking back at me.
Hello, Daddy’s girl.
I cranked up my engine and revved the bike. I watched as she flinched, but she didn’t take her eyes off me. The girl was something, that much was certain. She acted like she’d never see a bike before. Or a man wearing leather. It was cute. It added to her endearing nature. I decided to put on a show. One that would emblazon itself into her mind.
I spun out the wheels, filling the air with burnt rubber before I took off. I sped away from the curb, popping a wheelie before I took a sharp turn onto the main road. I cut cars off. They swerved and honked their horns at me. I chuckled to myself as I drew in a deep breath, resolving myself to a nice morning ride to my favorite breakfast place. I could get a decent cup of coffee there and a stack of pancakes all the way up to my eyebrows. Something my stomach needed immediately.
I listened to the sweet, soothing sounds of their cursing as I peered over to look at my rearview mirror.
Watching her as she watched me right back.
11
Dani
“Now, understanding human resources policy and administration might not sound as interesting as debate. But this class will provide a great deal of information that is going to be necessary for you to have at your disposal. Think of things like negotiation tactics as the icing on the cake, but classes like this are the cake itself. Which is why, in my class, you’ll need at least a C+ in order for me to recommend a move-up on my behalf in this curriculum. Some of you are already forgetting that with the pop quizzes I gave you Wednesday.”
The class groaned, but I didn’t flinch. However, the groan did snap me out of my partial trance. The week had gone by incredibly slowly. But it was finally Friday, which meant the weekend was almost upon us. And with my last class of the day finally coming to a close, I listened to the professor repeat, over and over again, the mantra she thought was imperative to close every class with.
“I know, I know. It’s usually a C- for the rest of the classes. But with something like this you need to do just a little better. Getting a degree in human resources is serious stuff. Might not sound like it, but it’s important. HR is what stands between the employees and unlawful firings. HR is what keeps the peace in certain--”
My eyes panned over to the window and I gazed outside. From the building on campus, I saw the back of my dorm. A safe haven I had come to enjoy. And as I stared out the window, minding my own business, he popped up into my mind again.
Max.
I still smelled burnt rubber in my nostrils, even days later, after seeing Max speed off on his bike like that. I felt a smile slide across my face as his eyes popped to the forefront of my mind. Those brooding, dark green eyes. That softly crooked, stubbled jaw of his. The way he seemed unconcerned with the world around him. The expert way he popped that wheelie before blazing a trail into traffic.
I’d never seen anyone like him before.
“--and with that, I hope you all enjoy your weekends. And remember that your first pop essay is Monday morning!”
The groaning class pulled me from my trance yet again and I sighed. I couldn't live my entire semester this way. I’d never pass my classes. I took my time packing my things up and getting out of class. I needed to screw my head back on straight.
Why did Max distract me this badly?
I mean, he was a bad boy. The ultimate bad boy. He smoked cigarettes. He rode a bike. He was obviously into some trouble with that crew of his. Everyone was scared of him. He was big. A brute. Rude. Pompous. But here I was, remembering the smell of the rubber of his tires from four days ago.
You’re infatuated with him.
I slung my backpack over my shoulder and headed outside. I needed to get rid of this infatuation. Because it wasn’t like something would ever come of it. Max was way out of my league. No, he was in a completel
