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“The woods, really?” I balk when Ryder pulls to a stop and cuts the engine, kicking the bike stand.
“Seemed as good a place as any.”
“Yeah, if you brought me out here to murder me and hide my body when you’re done.”
He gives me a feral grin, letting his eyes drift down my body as I climb off his bike and shake out my hair. “Maybe I brought you out here so nobody would hear you scream.” His eyes dance with devilish intent.
“When you murder me…”
“No, darlin’.” He hooks his finger in my belt loop and yanks me toward him, sliding his arm around my waist. “When I bury my face between your thighs and lick your pussy.”
Heat floods me and I smother a whimper. Some girls would be put off by a guy like Ryder. A big, tatted biker with a dirty mouth and even dirtier intentions. But I love it.
One of his big hands slides up the side of my throat, collaring me. Ryder stares at me, his cobalt eyes turning me inside out. They say eyes are the windows to a person’s soul… well, Ryder Montrou’s soul is black, dirty, and full of wicked, wicked things.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
And did I mention, he knows how to lay on the charm thick.
Real damn thick.
A soft chuckle bubbles out of me as I nudge my nose up against his, hovering my mouth right over his lips. “And did anyone tell you, you’re a sweet talker.”
“Nah, darlin’, nothing sweet about the things I want to do to you.”
My breath catches.
Sweet baby Jesus, he’s good at this.
“Come on, I didn’t bring you out here to talk dirty on my bike.” He swings his leg over and stands, towering over me. Making me feel small. Ryder unhooks a satchel off the back of his bike and swings it over his shoulder before grabbing my hand.
“What do you have in there?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
“Let me guess, everything you need to dispose of a body?”
He glances down at me, shaking his head, but I see the humor in his eyes.
I like this.
It’s easy.
Playful.
It almost makes me forget that my life is falling apart around me.
Almost.
Until he asks, “How’s your mom doing? Diesel said she had an appointment this—”
“Can we… not do that? Not tonight.”
“Sure, whatever you want.” He gives my hand a reassuring squeeze as I fight to withhold the tears clinging to my lashes.
Ryder guides us through the dense trees. It’s dark, the air cold and damp but my blood runs hot being here with him.
When we burst out of the thicket into a clearing, I’m stunned. “Wow, this is… wow.”
