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“Yeah. This is the clubhouse.”

A man, even bigger than Trip, opened a door to a building off to our right and strode over to us. Trip rolled down the window and the man leaned in. “Trip, you bastard! Good to see you!” They bumped fists and I bit my lip. The man had dark hair and his arms were filled with tattoos. He was handsome, though in a harder way than Trip. I liked that Trip seemed to always have a smile on his face. Not that he didn’t have an air of danger about him. I had a feeling he could be dangerous if the situation warranted it. I was just slightly out of my element here. And by slightly, I meant drowning worse than his motorcycle.

My belly fluttered with nerves even though he hadn’t looked my way. I wasn’t used to big, intimidating men like this. I was more than a little worried. Kat’s voice echoed in my mind, ‘isn’t this great?’

A rough hand squeezed mine and I looked down in surprise. Trip was holding my hand. He must have sensed my unease.

“Doing good, Vesper. You?”

“Can’t complain,” the man grunted. “Who’s your pretty friend?” My skin flushed again. This much attention was so foreign to me.

“Marina, this is Vesper. Ves, Marina.” I smiled and gave him a little wave. “She pulled me out of the ocean.”

“Yeah, Drew mentioned you had some minor drama.”

‘Minor drama’? Was that some kind of code? Considering the meaningful look they were exchanging I realized that his ‘business’ here was just a touch more serious than he let on.

“Tell you about it later.”

“Your room’s all set up for you.” Vesper handed Trip a key. “Second floor, fourth door on the left.”

“Thanks, Ves.”

The man ambled away and I turned in my seat. “Well, it was…interesting meeting you,” I said. My heart sank a little. I’d had fun flirting with him and it’d been nice to have a gorgeous man’s attention completely focused on me for so long. Then there’d been that kiss. I needed to not think about that though, because it made me want to squirm in my seat to relieve the ache that started up. Maybe it was time I got back into the dating scene. Apparently, I was lonely. Who knew that I could meet and connect with a man so quickly?

Trip’s eyes mesmerized me. They seemed ever changing, like the water I loved so much. He searched my gaze before he let go of my hand and cupped the back of my neck. My heart beat hard against my ribs, breath catching in my throat as he tugged my head closer.

He was moving slowly enough that I had time to pull away if I wanted to. Did I want to? My gaze dipped down to his lips. They looked surprisingly soft for such a rugged guy. I wanted one last kiss from him. Something to remember him by.

Our lips were nearly touching when Trip rumbled, “This okay?”

My two halves were at war inside me. The inner prude was distressed at the idea of kissing a man I didn’t know for a second time. My inner hussy on the other hand was cheering me on. Her voice was loudest right now, so I closed the gap and let my lips land on his.

He chuckled as I hit him a bit harder than I’d meant to and our teeth clacked together.

Ugh. I wasn’t a virgin, but it wasn’t like I had a lot of notches on my bedpost either and he made me nervous.

“Easy, Siren,” he murmured against my lips.

His tongue brushed over my skin and I opened my mouth. We both groaned as his tongue swept in. His free hand planted itself on my hip. We were kissing over the center console of my car. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, and I didn’t exactly care. Everywhere he touched tingled, and he was rousing feelings inside of me that had been dormant for well over a year. Not so much arousal, because I was still young and alive, but more a need to connect with a man. I needed to know more about him, figure out what made him tick and let him into my little world of solitude.

If he could do this to me with a single kiss, what could he do to my whole body…? The thought had heat ripping through me.

Trip was good with his mouth. His teeth nipped my lower lip, bringing into sharp contrast how swollen they felt from his kisses.

The sound of revving motorcycles brought me back from the pleasure soaked fog he’d wrapped me in. I pulled away from him, looking around guiltily. There was a group of men, straddling bikes across the lot. They were getting ready to leave.

Trip’s thumb brushed my cheek, bringing my focus back to him. “Go out with me?”

I blinked at him. He wanted to take me on a date? I had to say no. I barely knew him, and it’s not like he was staying, he’d said so himself. “Okay,” I whispered.

What?! That hadn’t been what I was going to say. Who was in charge of my mouth right now?His tongue, apparently.

His grin was all blinding white teeth. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine once more, before he got out of the car. He leaned down through the window. “What’s your address? I’ll pick you up tonight at seven.”

I didn’t have anything going on. It didn’t occur to me to lie to him and say I already had plans. It did occur to me that I didn’t know him very well and giving him my home address was a mistake. I did it anyway. The look in his eyes said I wouldn’t regret it.

“See you tonight, Siren.”

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