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When I pulled out a stuffed pink bunny then a bag of puppy food, I was thrown into an abyss. “Kibbles and bits and bits and bits.”
“Do you always mimic commercials?”
“Only when I’m nervous.”
“Do I make you nervous?” Lordy, the man shifted until he was so close that I panted like some dog. I turned around quickly, forced to slam my hands against his chest. Fortunately, the items dropped into the bag, or I’d be in so much trouble. He was an unmovable force. The same jolt of current smacked me in the face, my mind a sudden blur of dirty, nasty images.
“Let’s just say you are… formidable.” And dangerous. And sexy as hell.
“Do you want a ride or not? I ain’t got all day.”
There were really no other choices, at least not ones I was willing to undertake. “Let me grab my purse.”
“Sure thing.”
He backed away, his shaded eyes never leaving me. The throb between my legs was driving me to the point of such arousal I thought for certain I would have an orgasm.
Impossible.
I scampered back to my car, cursing my ridiculous behavior. What did I grab first? My beloved Twizzlers and the two candy bars. The sugar rush might help me get through this ordeal. Then I grabbed my purse and keys, yanking my jacket from the passenger seat. The days were boiling hot, but the nights were still chilly. Nights. How long did I think I would be with this hulk?
As I closed the hood, I laughed softly to myself.
I wouldn’t mind several nights of unbridled passion.
But that was for other girls, not me.
Never me.
* * *
Savage
What the fuck did I think I was doing?
I was no savior, no hero. I’d proven that time and time again. I had a place to get to and time was ticking away. The last thing I needed was to be stuck with some broad with an attitude. Granted, she was a looker with hair the color of freshly minted pennies kissed by the sun, her scent driving a longing straight into my cock. With an hourglass figure and the softest looking lips I’d ever seen, the girl could be the perfect package for one rocking night.
If only she could keep her mouth shut.
She was a feisty one, her behavior at the gas station providing entertainment as well as some dirty fantasies right up to the point when she created the dirt storm. I’d wanted to track her down, yanking her over my lap for a hard spanking. If I had a little more time on my hands, I’d take care of that right now.
Filthy thoughts raced through my mind as she grabbed her things. I stared down at the contents of my duffle, hissing under my breath. Life was just shit. I zipped it shut then glowered at her as she made her way toward me. I’d mapped out a few locations, realizing I’d be forced to stop one more night. At least the town appeared large enough they should have a repair shop. What the hell would I do with her until then? Hell, I didn’t even know her name. Maybe I didn’t want to. Learning anything about a member of the opposite sex usually led to complications that I didn’t need.
And I certainly couldn’t handle them right now.
Not since everything had changed. Fuck. I didn’t want this shit but there was no other choice.
She squinted as she moved behind the bike, gazing down to my boots as she’d done a few times before. “What’s your name? I mean if we’re going to be riding together, I should at least know who the hell you are.”
She obviously had no clue what riding on the back of a Harley meant.
“People call me Savage.”
“Savage. So catchy and it suits you. Dare I ask why?”
I glared at her, finally realizing she was waiting for me to ask about hers. “People have their reasons. And yours?”
“You can call me… Sassy. How about that?”
