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“Oh, I’ll give you credit for trying,” he mumbled, and covered her mouth with his. It was a deep, wet kiss and when it was done, Nita had to unwind herself from around his body.

“Whoa, hey, where are you going?” he asked, lifting her thigh so she could wrap her foot behind his back.

“Nowhere, I guess,” she murmured, groaning when he lowered his head to nuzzle her neck. “So, is it okay that I’m here?”

“That depends,” he said in a low voice, his icy hands under her sweater, warming themselves against every inch of her skin. “You’re not just here for another lesson in edging, are you?”

“Not only for that, no,” she replied, the words a gasp when his hand slid under her bra.

“It’s only fair to warn you that the second lesson is long. You’ll need to make a lengthy commitment to staying in Chicago,” he muttered into the hollow of her throat before sliding his tongue up her neck before planting a kiss on her chin.

Excitement burst through her body and she squealed, wrapping her legs even more tightly around him.

“I can be in town for as long as you want me,” she whispered into his ear, making his arms clench her tight against him.

He was carrying her to his front door when she heard a low chugging of another vehicle.

“Ah, fuck,” he muttered, unwinding her from him and straightening her clothes. “I wouldn’t have planned it this way, but would you like to meet my son?” he asked, his expression worried and hesitant.

She placed her palm on his cheek and gave him a quick kiss.

“I would love to meet your son. It’s an honor,” she whispered. Then she winked. “I hope he doesn’t get a lame impression of me in these horrible clothes.”

Ryder laughed and gave her a hard kiss back.

“That’s impossible.”

He grasped her hand and tugged her after him down the steps, standing to the side of the motorcycle as a green car pulled up behind it.

Nita saw the animated face of a young boy bouncing in the front seat, throwing off his seat belt as he opened the door. Driving the car was a blonde woman, a look of shock then distrust stamped on her face. When the woman’s eyes shifted to Ryder, Nita sensed the woman was plotting something.

“Dad! Dad! Dad!” Blaze screamed, leaping at Ryder. Ryder let go of her hand to catch the bundle of energy.

Ryder caught him and swung him around, planting loud kisses on his hair and face.

“Ew, gross!” Blaze yelled, obviously enjoying the ritual.

Ryder rested him on his hip and turned to face Nita.

“Hey, buddy, this is my friend Nita. She came to surprise me,” he said.

Blaze bit his lip in shyness.

“My dad says you do roller derby,” Blaze said, pressing himself slightly into Ryder’s chest.

“I sure do. And somebody not much older than you taught me everything I know about it,” Nita said, giving Blaze a wide smile.

“Is that true?” Blaze asked, looking from Nita to him.

“Casey taught me a lot about roller derby, although I didn’t have time to try the skating part,” he confirmed.

She watched Blaze’s eyes widen with excitement.

“A girl taught you how to skate?” he asked. “How old is she?”

“Ten,” Nita said. “How old are you?”

“I’m seven. Is that old enough to learn how to roller derby?” Blaze asked.

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