Page 43 of My Biker


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I wrinkled my nose and shoved my phone back into my pocket. “Next time, just let me be in a trance, yeah?”

“What were you looking at? Did Aero message you or something?”

He had, but I wasn’t surprised by that. “Yeah, he’ll be at my house later.”

“That put you in a trance?” Dove laughed. “The guy is cool, but I really doubt he’s penning some amazing love letter to you.”

“No,” I laughed. “I was a little shocked because one of the authors I like messaged me.”

“Oh, book world stuff.” She shook her head and moved to her locker. “I should have known.”

“She’s curious to know what is going on with Aero.” I tipped my head to the side. “Though she doesn’t know his name. She asked how I landed my biker.”

“Tell her,” Dove replied. “You ran your wagon of books into the elevator, and he was there to catch you. The rest is history.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Or, you could sell your story to her! You could be immortalized in one of her books.”

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “Pretty sure Winter has better things to write about other than me and Aero.”

“Sure, sure,” Dove muttered.

“I’m not going to worry about it right now,” I sighed. I changed out of my boots and tossed them in my locker.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Quit rushing me, woman,” Dove groaned. “It was a long week, and I’m not moving the fastest.”

I rolled my eyes. “Does that mean you’re not going out to the bars tonight?”

She leveled her gaze on me. “Let’s not get crazy here, Sloane. You know I’ve tried to make drinks at home, and they just don’t taste the same.” She dropped her boots in her locker and slipped on her Crocs. “And now I need to go out and find a new best friend because Aero stole you from me.”

“He did not steal me from you,” I laughed.

“Not yet,” Dove sighed. “I’m waiting for the day he convinces you to move to Mt. Pleasant. Then you’ll have been officially stolen.”

“Stop,” I cried. “I don’t want you to think I’m ignoring you. Come over for dinner tonight, and then we can all go to the bar.”

“Oh,” Dove gasped, “we can go to the bar, and I can really feel like the third wheel.” Dove shook her head and walked out of the locker room. “I think I’ll pass. Thank you very much.” She grabbed her lunch bag off the table by the employee entrance and swung open the door. “After you, my lady.”

I walked out and glared at her. “You’re being very dramatic.”

“Do you expect anything else from me?” she laughed. “And you have to know I’m joking.”

We walked down the cement steps and headed to the employee parking lot. “I’m serious about coming over tonight. You know that Aero likes you.”

She glanced over at me. “Sloane, I am not coming over tonight. You have not seen Aero for four days. The only thing you two are having for dinner is each other.”

“Dove,” I gasped. “That is not true.”

An engine roared, and a motorcycle pulled into the parking lot.

“The man can’t even wait until you get home,” she smirked. “Tell me again why you don’t want to tell your romance author about Aero. The man is smitten.” Dove shook her head and held her hand out to me.

Aero spotted us and coasted over.

“Give me the keys,” Sloane called over the roar of his bike.

“What?” I demanded.

She shook her head and reached into my pocket.

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