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She purses her lips and shrugs. “What time and where?”
Hooked and snatched,or however that fucking saying goes.
“It starts in an hour. I can drive you through the route so you can get acquainted with it.”
She sighs and sits back on the bike. Her hips roll against the seat and I have to force my eyes to look away before I groan at the sexy as fuck motion. Her slender fingers tap on the bike as she thinks through her answer.
With a sigh, she shakes her head. “No, I can’t. I don’t know my way around here and you’ll lose out because of that. Thanks, though.”
Using the tips of her toes, she starts rolling the bike backwards before revving the motor and leaving.
“Fuck,” I grind out, watching her leave, before swinging my leg over my seat and following her. When I catch her at a red light, I pull up beside her and take my helmet off.
She catches it when I toss it to her, looking confused as her pretty golden brown eyes lock on mine in question.
“You don’t have one and I figured you’re not a very good rider if you backed out of a race.” I give her a wink before taking off, passing the redlight.
I hear the Ducati scream as she follows, my smile stretching as she pulls up beside me, sans helmet, and pops a wheelie, throwing the finger at me as she deftly handles the powerful bike.
When she drops back down, her ass bounces enticingly. I see her smile through her side mirror before she blows me a mocking kiss, speeding off like a tease.
Oh yeah, she’s a fucking she-devil and I’m not sure I want to give her back just yet. I think I’d like to see her in my cage now.
We spend the next hour riding through the city, going all the way to the north border where she tenses and turns back, beckoning me to follow her. I hate to admit it, but this is probably the most fun I’ve had with a woman who wasn’t bent beneath me.
We pull up to the dock where we met and shut off the engines, her smile radiant as she walks over to me.
“That’s the most fun I’ve had on the streets of Acapulco. Makes being here worth it.”
I notice she worded that strangely, naming thestreetsspecifically as though she’s had more fun inside a mansion on the north side.
I push those thoughts from my mind and gesture to a picnic table, the glow of the beach bars lighting the area up as twilight threatens to cover us in darkness. When she sits, I catch a waiter’s attention. “Dos cervezas, por favor.”
When the guy leaves to get our beers, Vicenta looks at me with chagrined eyes. “I don’t have any cash on me.”
I furrow my brows. “I wasn’t going to ask you to pay,Diabla.”
She jerks her head back, her brows arched in amusement. “Why would you call me that?”
I give her a grin, shaking my head and feeling more like myself. “I’ve just been calling you that in my head since meeting you back at the mansion. You’re a she-devil. Tempting and dangerous.”
She grins a little. “Well, I don’t know about that last part, but tell me something…” She rests her elbow on the table and cups her throat as she leans in. “Have you been thinking of me all this time?”
I move forward, my hand coming up to grab a strand of her hair, wrapping it around my finger with my eyes on hers. “In more ways than you can imagine.”
Her brows raise as she sits back, fanning her face. “You men here are very sensual, huh?”
I grin at her, letting my eyes travel her body as I lean back in my seat as well.
“Acapulco is the land of art…the sexual kind. Besides, you’re the one who clearly loves to tease.”
She shakes her head as the waiter comes over with a couple of cold beers in hand, popping the tops off before dipping his head when Vicenta thanks him. I almost snap my fingers in his face when his seeking eyes stay trained on Vicenta—who stares out at the ocean, paying him no mind—a little too long for my liking.
He looks at me, quickly covering a strange look of mirth in his eyes as he turns away.
She doesn’t notice our short exchange or his gaze on her, which, for some reason, pleases me more than I’d like to admit. Once we’re alone, we drink our beers in silence, her eyes locked on the waves while mine are locked on her.
“So, what happened at the mansion?” The question has her jaw grinding.
