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Getting in my car, I look at the time and see that it’s already after five, and Alex is coming to pick me up at six.
I’m tired and hungry, but with the prospect of seeing Alex soon, I’m suddenly gifted with a burst of energy.
When I get back to the cottage, I take a quick shower and then redress in dark rinse jeans, a thin beige sweater, and brown ankle boots.
Fixing my braid, I bring it around my shoulder and pull a few short pieces out to frame my face before reapplying my makeup.
I don’t know why, but my stomach is in knots. I wasn’t nervous to get naked and have sex outside the other day, but going on a date with Alex? That makes me nervous? Sometimes, I really don’t understand myself.
A knock at the door has my heartrate kicking up, and my palms get clammy.
I haven’t been on a date in years.Years. And now I’m going on one with Alex. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever met. How am I supposed hold his attention? He can have any girl he wants.
Shaking my head, I push those thoughts down as quickly as they bubble up, and take a deep breath, eyeing myself in the mirror.
I wash my hands and go to answer the door. And when I pull it open, my eyes immediately eat up the man standing before me. Alex is wearing a black button down with black jeans, and his signature black leather jacket.
He looks so good.
And smells amazing.
His spicy scent floats down to me, and my head spins at the intoxicating smell.
He always looks and smells good, but he put in a little extra effort for me tonight, and a slow smile turns the corners of my mouth up.
“Hey, gorgeous.” He flashes me that megawatt smile of his, and I grip the door handle a little tighter, trying not to melt where I stand. He’s too good looking for his own good.
“Hi,” I manage to squeak out.
Swallowing hard, I look up and meet his eyes, and it’s like the air is sucked from my lungs.
“You ready?”
“Yeah. One second.” Going back down the hall, I grab my brown leather jacket and my purse I left on the bed. “Ready,” I tell him when I enter back into the living room.
Walking outside, a surge of adrenaline spikes through me when I see his sleek, matte black, Harley. I’ve steadily grown to need these rides with him. It’s almost like my world rights itself when I climb on behind him, feeling a freedom that rivals no other.
“Get on, gorgeous.” He flashes me a sexy grin and I return it with a shy one of my own.
I put on my helmet, and the moment I’m seated behind him, I nestle in tightly, and every nerve ending in my body goes on high alert. I wrap my arms around him, and he covers my hands with his, squeezing them gently before bringing his bike to life.
The rumbling vibrations shoot up my legs, creating a steady pulsing in my core, and I scoot even closer to him, needing him to feel what this does to me.
Stroking my fingers back and forth on his stomach, he places his hand on my thigh and I squeeze them just a little bit tighter around him.
He turns his head to the side and tells me, “Gorgeous, you’re going to have to stop rubbing yourself on me if you want me to make it even an inch away from here.”
Leaning in closer, I dig my fingers into his abs. “I can’t help it. You, the bike, everything. I feel it all.”
“I know, baby.” He smirks. “And nothing feels better than you pressed up behind me, but I want to take you out before I fuck you.”
“Oh,” I say, the air leaving my lungs.
His smile widens and then we’re off, the gravel sputtering beneath us.
He’s trying to turn me into a mushy pile of hormones, and I’m sad to report that it’s working. All I can think about, and want, is him.
The ride to dinner is over too quick, and just as I feel myself flying with the wind, Alex starts to slow down and turns into the parking lot of what looks to be a real dive bar.
