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They toured the garage where Rubble, Reaper, and a few prospects worked. She decided Doc was right about Rubble being the toughest man in the club. The hulking man looked like he could break a tree trunk with his bare hands. Plus, his mismatched eyes, one blue and one green, gave her eerie chills. After chatting—or rather Doc chatting—with the garage guys, Isa decided Rubble wasn’t too bad but needed to smooth out the edges of his personality.Probably why they call him Rubble.
Next, Doc showed her the tattoo parlor and bar named Booze and Tattoos. It was catchy, even if she wondered if people regretted their decision to drink and ink. Brewer ran the bar while Snoopy and his girl, Lily—or, more affectionately, Legs—handled the tattoo parlor along with Hawk.
Someday, Isa promised herself to ask if these MC names had stories behind them. Lily’s was obvious. Her legs were covered in intricate tattoos and extremely shapely. Brewer, well, she assumed it was because of his occupation at the bar. The ones Isa wasn’t sure of were Hawk, Klink, Boulder, and Shovelhead. She honestly didn’t care about any of them.Well, except Doc’s.His seemed self-explanatory. She’d yet to ask how he’d earned his club name but hoped he’d volunteer the information.
“Are you ready to take a ride?”
Isa shook her mind away from the last hour of visual overload. Walking in on Hawk and a club nymph a few minutes earlier nearly sent her straight for the mountains. She’d seen plenty of romance movies and a few pornos, but the actual act frightened her.
“Um, yeah?”
Doc handed her a helmet. “You don’t sound very enthused.”
She eyed the large Harley in front of her. It was decked out in chrome and gleamed in the sunlight. “I’ve never ridden one before.”
“I don’t think you’ve ridden anything, much less a Harley.” She inhaled sharply, and he didn’t even bother to look ashamed.
“Bloody bastard.” She scowled at his implication. “That’s none of your business.”
He folded his arms across his chest, eyes intently scanning hers. “You sure? Because I think it is.”
Heat simmered in Isa’s veins. She didn’t want to discuss her experience or lack thereof. Even if he sent a bolt of lightning straight between her legs. “On to the bike.”
“All right, all right, but you should get used to being open about shit like that, Isa.”
“Why? I don’t plan on being here long.”
“Just long enough, I hope.”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Excuse me?” She stomped to him and waved her finger in his smug face. “If you think I’ll sleep with some low-life biker covered in tattoos with floppy hair, you have another thing coming.”
Doc’s usually teasing eyes softened. “Princess, I promise to keep you coming long into the night.”
Shaking her head, she laughed at the sheer insanity. In one conversation, the man made her blood boil yet somehow turned her on at the same time. “You think you’re hot shit, don’t you?”
“Usually.” He carefully clipped her helmet in place before securing his own. “Hop on, babe. You’re in for an experience you won’t forget.” She opened her mouth to protest, but he kept talking. “This lady was my dad’s. She’s the best bike in two hundred miles. I recently refurbished all the parts, so she runs like a kitten.”
“A kitten?” She timidly straddled the bike behind him. “More like a cougar,” she said when he turned on the engine.
Doc patted her thigh. “Hang on.”
Isa wrapped her arms around his waist in time for the bike to roll onto the street. She closed her eyes and buried her face in Doc’s wide back, pounding heart drowned out by the motorcycle’s roar. Despite his cheeky behavior, he was the only person at the clubhouse she could minutely trust.Even if he wants to get in my knickers.
Only after they made the first turn did she peek out from behind him. The open road sprawled out in front of them, mountains on either side. The warm summer air knocked her breath away for an instant. Squeezing him tighter, she inhaled and grinned.This isn’t so bad.She watched trees whiz by on either side, the town of Snowshoe quickly approaching. She figured the MC was in city limits, but their location outside the town center made sense. They were the first line of defense, or so Doc told her earlier. Why, she wasn’t sure. It gave her a good feeling, though, that the town appreciated the MC instead of fearing it.
Clinging closer to the unruly biker, she scanned the horizon. It was an endless road. From where she sat, it didn’t look scary or intimidating but exhilarating instead.
Doc’s smile caught her attention, and she held back from kissing his scruffy cheek.Bugger, why do I want to do that?They were both new to the MC, and somehow that rationalized her mind.
Isa rested her chin on his shoulder. The scent of oil and musk overpowered the fresh rainfall. It was completely Doc, and her stomach jumped when he reached down and rubbed her thigh comfortingly.
I could get used to this. Riding behind a sexy, muscular man, the whole world ahead of us.
Her train of thought stopped there. She couldn’t let herself wonder what could happen between them. She wasn’t worldly. Not like the club nymphs. Doc sure as hell was worldly. She’d recognized the lustful gleam in his blue eyes on more than one occasion. She couldn’t imagine anything with him. It’d only end in disappointment.
The motorcycle slowed, and they took a left turn up toward the mountains. She glanced over her shoulder and watched the buildings fade from view. Only trees and mountains were in their path now.
“I thought we were going to town,” she said against his ear.
