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Once Tristian noticed I was there, he leaned the street bike on the kickstand and took off his helmet. With an intense stare, he left me speechless. His gaze spoke volumes withouthaving to say a word as he sat there on the bike. For the first time, I welcomed the way he was gazing at me. Almost like I was the same girl I was back then. As soon as his stare shifted to my hand that was still on my belly, I swear I saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Was he envisioning the same thing I was?

Breaking our trancelike state, I questioned, “Where did the street bike come from?”

He grinned. “I rented it for us. I thought I’d take my wife for a ride.”

I hid back a smile, moseying around the bike. “I’m not exactly dressed for riding.”

“Never stopped you before.”

“She’s a beauty.” I nodded, unable to stop the satisfied expression on my face. “A 2019 Kawasaki Z H2.”

He beamed, loving the fact that I was still obsessed with motorcycles.

“How many do you own these days?”

“Like forty,” he replied. “Give or take.”

“How often do you ride?”

“Not as much as I’d like to.”

“I bet the chicks go crazy for you when you’re taking them for a ride too.”

“No one has been on the back of any of my bikes, besides you.”

“You’re lying.”

“I don’t lie to you.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “I’m not going to pretend that seeing you on this bike doesn’t affect me.”

There was a permanent grin on his face. “Why do you think I rented it?”

“I see. So you want history to repeat itself?”

“If it involves you loving me again.”

“And how about you? Where do you stand on that?”

“I never stopped loving you, kitten.”

Did he just say he loved me?

“Come for a ride with me.”

With a smartass expression, I folded my arms over my chest. “How about you come for a ride with me?”

He arched an eyebrow. “With you?”

“Oh, yes. This girl can ride now too.”

“No shit?”

“I learned in college.”

“Do I need to pay your instructor a little visit?”

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