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I nodded. “Yep. Which is why I’m not gonna say a word.”
“How do you know it’s the same guy?”
“I never forgot him. It’s those eyes. They’re exactly the same.”
She shook her head. “Well, shit. I think he’s worth a shot but personally I like the darker one with him. He’s better looking in that gruff sort of way. That beard looks like it could tickle between my thighs just right.”
“You’re always thinking about sex,” I accused.
She snorted. “Girl, I’m single and deprived. I need dick.”
Both of us were laughing as I looked up and saw my dream biker staring in our direction. Fuck, I didn’t even know his name. Never found out. I even checked public records, but my guess was he never ended up in any hospital and the accident was never reported.
Suraya bumped her hip lightly against mine. “He sees you now. Bet he comes up to the bar soon.”
“Nope,” I disagreed.
“Five minutes. If he doesn’t show, I’ll do all the dishes for a week at home.”
“Done.”
“If he does though, you have to agree to go out with him.”
“Yeah, right. Are you trying to embarrass me or make me blush?”
“Blushing is best when you’re having an orgasm.”
Jesus. This girl. “I hate you,” I announced with a grimace.
“Nope. You love me and if we were both bi, I’d fuck your brains out with a nine-inch black dildo and you’d love it.”
Blink. Blink.
Did she just say th
at?
“Yep, I sure did say it. The look on your face is priceless.”
“I need a new roommate,” I mumbled.
“I’m irreplaceable, love. We both know it.”
She was right. “I fucking love you, okay? You’re my ride or die bitch.”
“Knew it.” She gave me a dazzling smile and turned to a customer as he approached. She batted her eyelashes at him, and he tossed down another twenty-dollar bill. Girl was a pro.
Ignoring her antics, I dared to look back at the booth with the bikers. They were talking about something serious by their expressions. The other guy was shaking his head, but I couldn’t see his face because his back was in my direction. I couldn’t help but think my dream biker sat to face my way on purpose.
He was a bit older and rougher around the edges than I remembered with a couple of age lines etched into his face – deep ones in the forehead and between the eyebrows that also hovered around his mouth – but just as handsome with those mesmerizing gray eyes that blended into a royal blue on the edges of his irises. I hadn’t seen eyes like that since the day I knelt at his side on the edge of Highway 95 eighteen years earlier. I probably never would again. He reminded me of a wolf seeking prey, his movements as precise as a hunter’s prowling grace. His grin quirked up the corners of his lips and a hint of something dark and dangerous lingered within as he joked with his friend.
I was instantly attracted to the big biker who walked with a no bullshit swagger and instantly commanded the room when he entered. He was sexy as hell. A confident man with a penetrating gaze that whispered sin and seduction. There was an edge to his darkness, like the devil himself lingered inside.
That darkness pulled me in like a magnet and I couldn’t resist.
I was already hoping I’d lose that bet to Suraya, but I would never admit it.
Swallowing hard, I glanced away as he stood, and I caught the determined look he shot in my direction as I inhaled a couple of deep breaths.
