Page 41 of Kevlar To My Vest


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“You ready?” Trance asked me.

Squealing in excitement, I wrapped my fingers around him tightly. “Yes!”

He chuckled and started the bike with a throaty growl that set fire to my veins.

It was Saturday night and we were taking our ride to Texas and Catfish Village that rested just West of the Texas/Louisiana line.

What started out as a small date with just Trance and me, turned into an all-out ride with nearly every member of The Dixie Wardens.

Even my sister and Baylee were going, although they were driving behind us in Sebastian’s truck rather than riding.

Baylee was Sebastian’s wife, and one of my favorite people in the world.

She told it like it was, and there was never a dull moment with her and my sister around to stir things up.

Sebastian and Kettle were riding their motorcycles, not ones to drive when they had the option.

“How’d your brothers get motorcycles?” I asked into my headphone.

Trance moved us from the parking spot in the gas station where we’d met everyone, and merged into traffic, rapidly picking up speed until it felt like we were flying down the interstate.

My hair, unbound and wild, flew behind me in the wind, and I relished in it.

It’d been so long since I’d ridden anywhere further than just a quick ride here and there.

After our accident, there wasn’t much chance to ride, despite the fact that my dad belonged to a motorcycle club himself. He’d refused to even let us near a bike again, and kept that promise until he died in a motorcycle wreck of his own.

I’d ridden on the back of Trance’s bike two other times since I’d met him, and each time was better than the first.

“They were parked in my shed. I’ve been keeping them tuned and riding them every couple of weeks to make sure the battery doesn’t go dead on them.” Trance’s deep timber voice said into my ear.

That was the last thing we said to each other until we crossed the Texas border.

I laid my head onto Trance’s back and savored the ride.

“You awake back there, cupcake?” Trance asked.

My eyes opened and I leaned up off his back.

I was awake, but I hadn’t realized how far we’d come until he broke me out of my daze.

“Yeah, I’m awake. We’re almost there?” Iconfirmed.

His head nodded in confirmation, and it wasn’t five minutes later when we were pulling into the parking lot.

My vision had returned to only a quarter of the way while my eyes were closed, making me sigh long and loud, drawing Trance’s attention.

“What’s wrong, Cupcake?” He asked as he placed the kickstand down.

I shrugged. “Can’t see as well anymore.

He swung his leg off the bike, and then helped me off before pulling me close and looking into my eyes.

I had to work really hard at not turning my face so I could see him better, but in the end it didn’t work, and I turned slightly so I could see him with my limited vision.

He smiled, producing the dimples, when he saw my struggle. “Seems to me you should be thankful you can see it at all. Try not to push it. You’re perfect either way it goes.”

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