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“That didn’t sound so convincing. Hit me with whatever you’ve got going through that beautiful head of yours.”
“It’s just... the woman was openly flirting with you... while you were holding my hand. The others were giggling and eyeing you up. It was rude, is all.”
“Seriously? They were?”Am I oblivious to this shit? ’Cause how the fuck did she notice them paying me any extra attention and I didn’t? I was right there!
“Yeah, they were all doe-eye, hanging on your every breath.”
A chuckle escapes as I shake my head. “Nah, they were just being friendly. Most people around here are the same.”
We walk through the electric doors into the Texas air as she casts me a suspicious glance. “Are they female?”
With a shrug, I admit, “Usually, yeah.”
She grunts. “Harrumph... exactly what I thought. It’s because you’re hot.”
My throat seems to close up on me as I absorb what she’s said.Naomi thinks I’m hot? And she believes it’s the reason why women are kind to me around here?Pausing next to my motorcycle, I remove the bag and spin Naomi around. “Changed my mind.”
“Huh?” She squeaks, fear filling her expression.
“Calm down, doll. I’m talking about the bag. I’m wearing it across my chest. No way am I putting this on you to pull you back with the wind. It’s too dangerous.”
“Oh! But won’t you be uncomfortable?”
“Don’t worry about me. Keep you and the baby in mind.” I gesture to her stomach, then place my hands on her thighs, fingers resting right under her voluptuous booty.
She squeals a little, her face flaming as she asks, “What are you doing?”
“Hands on my shoulders, babe. Hold on tight while I get you on my bike.”
“Woah, big guy! I can get on myself. Don’t worry.”
“Nope. Won’t have you stressing your body or the baby. The ride will be taxing enough on you.”
“Don’t tell me you’re one of those controlling types.”
“I’m not. I’d never control you in any way. I care about your safety and health, about your happiness and wellbeing.”
Her lower lip trembles as tears spring in her eyes. “You’re seriously sweet, you know that?” she mumbles, placing her hands on my shoulders.
“Hold on tight, Naomi.”
With her nod of assurance, I tighten my grip and lift. She yells and giggles the entire time, making me grin like a damn fool. I love hearing her sound so carefree, and yet it makes me rage inside that someone had attempted to steal this brightness from her. They better hope I never come across them, or they’ll learn what true darkness feels like when I rip them apart.
“Feet down.” I direct and watch as she reaches with her tiptoes on either side of the bike. Spinning the duffle bag to my front, I continue to have her hold on to my arm while I carefully put my leg over. Normally, I’d never get on my bike this way with someone else, but I needed to get her on it first so she didn’t hurt herself. “Wrap your hands around my waist and hold on tight.”
“Okay, I will.”
“Promise me you won’t let go until I tell you to.”
“I promise, Spin. The only way I’m coming off your bike is if I fall.”
Fuck.
She shouldn’t say something like that. Now it has me thinking about keeping her.
