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She emerged from her bedroom shortly after and grabbed her shoes from their place by the door, where both Lorenzo and Justin were waiting in the living room, engrossed in conversation about Lorenzo’s use of his fighting skills.

“Man, running that bar, it can be tough. I don’t actually have bouncers. It’s all on Martin and me.”

“So, what did you do?” Justin asked.

“Well, when he came at me with a knife, I kicked it out of his hand.”

“Bad ass.”

“Okay,” Katrina interrupted them, “I’m ready.”

Lorenzo looked at her first, and Katrina’s nerve endings came alive with the way his eyes smoldered.

But only for a moment.

Then he was back to being cool and collected as he stood with ease, his t-shirt riding up just slightly for Katrina to get a peek at his abs beneath.

The same abs her arms would be around in a few short moments.

“You can wear the helmet,” Lorenzo said as he pulled the keys out of his pocket.

“Where is it?”

“Hooked to the back of the bike. You’ll see.”

“Wait! Let me get my camera ready,” Justin interjected. “Okay. Now we’re ready.”

“You’re so not getting pictures of this,” Katrina said as she opened the front door.

“You’re absolutely right. I’m not. Say hello to the camera.”

She turned to him, her hands on her hips as Lorenzo and Justin exited her home and closed the door behind them. “I can’t believe you.”

“Believe it, sis. Now let’s see you get on the back of that bike.”

“And exactly what do you think you’re going to do with this video?” she asked as Lorenzo helped her with the helmet.

“Send it to Mom. Duh.”

She shook her head, helmet and all. “You’re such an ass.”

“Okay, so...” Lorenzo eased onto the bike and set it upright, ready to go. “Slide in behind me.”

“Is there room?”

“There’s plenty of room. C’mon.”

She eased herself onto the back of the bike and he leaned back into her as he started the engine. Between the vibration of the bike and his close proximity, she was almost ready to jump off, call the whole thing off.

Just almost.

And then he said, “Hold on tight. And when I lean, just lean with me. Do you trust me?”

She could only nod as she wrapped her arms around him.

And it felt good.

It felt right.

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