Page 31 of My Biker


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He threaded his fingers through mine and pulled me through the maze of loungers and people.

“You good?” Aero asked over his shoulder.

Was I good? No, not in the least. “Uh, no?” We made it to the doors of the hotel, and he held the door open.

“You’re not good right now?” he asked.

I shook my head and stood in front of him.

“You will be in a little bit.” He pressed his hand to the small of my back and urged me through the door.

We rode the elevator up to the seventh floor in silence because no matter what I said, he wasn’t listening.

I just told him I wasn’t good, and he pretty much said just wait, and maybe I will be later.

What?!

“Why are we going to your room, Aero?” I asked.

He led me down the hallway, and we stopped in front of his room. He swiped his key and pushed open the door.

“Are you not talking to me now?”

He stepped to the side and held the door open for me.

I folded my arms over my chest and shook my head. “Not until you tell me why we had to come to your room and not stay by the pool.”

“We can go back down to the pool, but I’m pretty sure you’re going to want this conversation to happen up here.”

“Why?” I demanded. Whatever he had to say to me, he could say it in front of everyone. It was probably going to be along the lines of it was fun flirting with me, but it was time to hit the road. A drop of water ran down my leg, and I frowned. “I would like to change, and I don’t have a key to my room. Let me go get my key, and then we can talk. I can’t talk when I’m dripping wet.”

“For fuck’s sake, Sloane,” he growled. “Because the type of talking we’re going to do doesn’t involve clothes. So the sooner you get your butt in here, the sooner you’ll be out of those clothes.”

My mouth dropped open and my feet felt like they were cemented to the floor. “I, uh…” It was like yesterday when I first met Aero.The woman was too stunned to speak.

Aero threw his hands up in the air and lunged toward me. He planted his shoulder in my stomach and hefted me over his shoulder. “You’re free to go whenever you want, babe, but right now I’m hauling your ass into my room so we can stop having this conversation in the hallway.”

He kicked the door shut behind him and set me in front of the bed.

“What are we going to talk about?” I whispered. If we were even going to talk.

Aero opened the mini fridge and grabbed two bottles of water. “You and me.”

“Well, I kind of figured that,” I huffed.

“We’re gonna lay all of our shit out, Sloane. You think being older than me is a deal breaker and I couldn’t give a fuck how old you are.”

“You will when you realize you want to be with someone younger than you,” I countered. Sure, right now it might not seem like a big deal, but when I got old and shriveled, he was going to care. Though I might be jumping the gun seeing how we had just met yesterday.

“I’m going to say this one time, Sloane. I don’t give a flying fuck how old you are. You could be twenty-five or forty-five, and I would not care. I like what I see. I like your personality. I like your sense of humor. I fuckinglovethe way you look in a bathing suit. I liked all of that before I found out how old you are, and I still like all of that after. You mention your age one more time, and I am going to physically show you just what you do to me.”

“It’s just that it’s four years right now, but soon it is going to be five, and the–.”

My words were cut short, and Aero grabbed my wrists. He backed me into the wall, and his lips devoured mine. He lifted my arms over my head and pinned me to the wall with his body. What a pleasant sense of déjà vu from last night.

I moaned into his mouth, and he loosened his hold on my wrists. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and enjoyed the feel of Aero’s lips on mine.

“Good girl,” Aero whispered.

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