Page 20 of My Biker


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“Well, she was pretty, liked you, and I bet you two would make pretty babies.”

“How in the hell can you know that when you spoke two words to her?” I demanded.

“Because I’m not blind!” she shouted. She ran her fingers through her hair and paced in front of her door. “What is going on?” she whispered.

I knew exactly what was going on. As much as Sloane said that her feet were firmly planted in reality, her head was still buried in her books.

She thought the biker always picked the blonde bimbo with big tits and a skinny waist.

Not in my fucking world.

And she was going to find that out firsthand.

“Meet me in the hotel lobby at nine o’clock tomorrow morning.”

Sloane stopped pacing and reared back. “What are you talking about?” she demanded.

I shook my head and pulled out my room key. “We’re done talking tonight. You got some bullshit rolling around in your head, and I don’t want to deal with it anymore tonight.”

“You don’t want to deal with my shit?” she gasped. “Just what is that supposed to mean?”

That was it. I was done.

I put my hand on her waist, pushed her against the wall, and pinned her with my body. “It means I am not going to stand here and try to convince you that I want you.”

“Then why do you want me to meet you in the lobby tomorrow?” she whispered.

“Because instead of trying to convince you, I am going toshowyou.”

“Show me?” she repeated.

My eyes connected with hers, and I leaned in. “Yes, Sloane. The only way you are going to believe that I want you is if I show you.”

“Me?” she squeaked.

“There isn’t anyone else in this hallway but you and me, Sloane.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

“Okay, you’ll meet me in the lobby tomorrow morning?”

She nodded and bit her bottom lip. “Yes.”

I wanted to kiss her. I needed to know what she tasted like. I cupped her cheek and brushed my thumb over her soft skin. “I’m going to kiss you.” She was already running scared, and I didn’t want to terrify her completely.

Her eyes connected with mine, and she nodded slightly.

I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to hers. She sighed softly and leaned into me.

This was it.

Her body fit perfectly against mine, and her lips tasted like heaven.

This is what I had been needing my whole life.

If you had told me that it would only take one kiss for me to know who my woman was, I would have told you to fuck off.

But with Sloane, I knew.

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