Page 9 of Trusting The Biker


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I pick up my own beer and freeze. The clubhouse door swings open and in struts Zoe looking like a goddess. Her blonde hair hangs over her shoulders. Dressed in a denim jacket and matching skirt. My gaze travels the length of her tone legs and all I can think about is her wrapping them around me later when I fuck her. Those gorgeous red lips tip into a flirty smile as her gaze meets mine.

“Hey,” she whispers, pressing her mouth to the stubble dusting my jaw.

“Hey, beautiful.” I slide an arm around her waist, keeping her close, wanting every motherfucker in the room to know she’s with me. All those feelings that had started a fire between us before erupting like a wildfire consuming me. Heat like I’ve never felt before flows through my veins as she presses a palm to my chest and stares into my eyes with such sweetness my damn teeth nearly ache.

“My work here is done,” Pam announces, interrupting the moment, reminding me that all my club brothers are witnessing me get wrapped around Zoe’s finger.

Link clears his throat. “Give me a six-pack,” he orders Jimmy with a grunt. “You and me are going upstairs.” He shuffles around his sister and me with eyes only for his woman.

It’s good to see him and Pam happy and back to the way they used to be before he cheated on her. I wasn’t sure she had it in her to forgive him. Pam isn’t the kind of woman who forgets or takes anything on the chin. If our Prez, Murder, ever allowed chicks in our club, she’d be the first. I have no doubt.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” Pam smirks at us as Jimmy hands off a pack of ponies to her man. I wink at her, and she grins even wider.

“I’m not doing anything you’d do,” Zoe informs her.

“That’s a damn shame,” I murmur as Pam and Link hit the stairs laughing.

“Why is that?”

I lick my lips and lean in to whisper in Zoe’s ear. “Because I was looking forward to watching that skirt hit the floor later.”

Her mouth opens and shuts as a rosy, pink shade coats the apples of her cheeks. “The night is still young.” Her words surprise me. I leave them hanging between us for now.

We’ll discuss that skirt more later.

“What are you drinking?”

“Water.”

I chuckle. “That’s no fun.” I turn back to the bar. “Get the woman a water.”

“Make it cranberry and vodka,” she calls out.

“That’s more like it. I know you have a hard time letting your hair down and shutting off that mom card for a bit, but tonight I want you to let go a little bit. Nav and Kimber have Kiesha covered.”

She starts to argue, and I place a finger to those lips I’m hoping to taste.

“You’re safe with me, gorgeous. Always. Let go for one night. I’ll show you a good time.”

“That’s presumptuous.”

“Promise I’ll make it worth it if you get that stick out of your ass for ten minutes.”

“Get the stick out of my ass?” She scoffs, flipping her hair over her shoulder and digging into her purse for her phone.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going home.”

“No, you’re not. You’re going to stop getting offended and sit your ass on this stool and have a drink with me. My delivery may have sucked. But woman, we both know you’re wound up so damn tight that any second now you’re going to pop a blood vessel. So let’s cut the shit. You like me and you damn sure know I’m attracted to you. Have a drink or two, then let me take you home so I can fuck you stupid.” I cover her hand and take her phone. “All I’m asking for is a drink and to remind you that you’re alive, Zoe. So, what’s it going to be? Are you going to keep letting the world pass you by or are you going to live a little?”

I return her phone and pick up my beer.

Eyes narrowed on me, she tucks her phone back into her purse.

“I need the bathroom.” She pushes past me, and I hope like hell I’ve not scared her off for good.

Chapter Four

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