He nods, eyeing up my white, custom H2R with the chrome trellis. It’s one of a kind and definitely not street legal.
“Kayla.” He motions with his head for her to approach the car. Here we go.
She steps out of my grasp, around my bike, and bends over to lean on the doorframe.
Fuck, I love the view but hate the circumstances.
The officer speaks in a low tone, making it so I can’t hear their exchange as much as I try to eavesdrop. Kayla suddenly laughs, glancing at me over her shoulder. “I think I can arrange that,” she says loud enough for everyone to hear. “Later, Scottie.” She taps the hood of the cop car.
“Kayla, Mr. Dane.” He throws another head nod before he pulls away.
The cruiser drives off, and Kayla saunters right back into my arms.
“Are you going to tell me what that was all about?” Since I was left completely in the dark.
“Scottie is a huge fan. He’s kind of shy, so he asked if I could get him an autograph.”
“That’s all?” What an effing relief!
“That, and to tell you nice ass.”
“What?” I tense.
Kayla cracks up. “Just kidding. I don’t think he saw anything.”
“Well, thank heavens for good timing.” My muscles loosen.
“And being fast.”
“Hey, now. That was only for situation’s sake.” I slide my hands down to her round ass cheeks and squeeze.Mine.
Strangest concept ever. The only thing I’ve ever really laid claim on is carbon fiber fairings, four cylinders, and two wheels, but my narrow line of sight seems to be widening. “Ready to go for another ride?”
Kayla’s eyes flash. I love how she can twist a simple question into a sexual innuendo.Dirty girl.
“Where you taking me, moto?”
I pick up both our helmets from the ground. “So many places,” I imply. My turn to twist some words.
Kayla takes her helmet leisurely. “I’m sure you can, world traveler.”
“Experience comes with the platinum package.” I wink. “But for the time being, I thought we could go to a rally.”
“Together?”
“Yes, together.” I chuckle. I know what Kayla’s thinking. Showing up to a rally with a girl on the back of your bike makes a statement. I’ve never had an issue making a statement, and that’s not going to change now.
She’s left speechless, her plump pink lips parted. Just the reaction I was going for.
I’m taking a step back and reevaluating my life, and I don’t plan to waste a minute I don’t have.
“Ready?” I mount my bike and slide on my lid.
“As I’ll ever be.” She follows suit, saddling up behind me. I run my palm down her thigh just for the hell of it before I start the engine and take off for parts unknown.
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