Page 54 of My Biker


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I sat down on the edge of the mattress and pulled on my shoes. “But you don’t have to bust my balls about it all the time,” I reminded her.

“I know,” she sighed. “I promise I’ll come to the next party with you. I just don’t want to go to one of these and then be left all alone because you have some obligation to grab someone a beer every five minutes.”

I stood up and turned to look down at her. “You’re really going to go to the next one?” I asked, surprised. I really didn’t think I was ever going to be able to get her to come to the clubhouse.

She nodded. “Only for you, though. I’m not interested in making friends with the other chicks.”

“They’re called ol’ ladies, Kimber,” I chuckled. “And I happen to know when the next party is.”

“Oh God,” she laughed. “I have time to look forward to dreading going.”

I shook my head. “You won’t have to wait long. Tomorrow night is another party.”

Her jaw dropped. “Wait…what?” she squawked. “I can’t…you didn’t…”

She knew there wasn’t a way in hell that I was going to let her go back on her promise of coming to the next party. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Get some rest, baby. You’re going to need it for the party tomorrow.”

I strutted out of the room and straight out of our apartment.

Kimber may not like the club, but she was going to start coming to these damn parties with me.

She had said she would, and I wasn’t going to let her go back on her word.

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