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“Sounds fun,” I admitted.
“So, you’ll learn how to shoot a pistol?”
I nodded. “It’s not completely foreign to me.”
“Right. Your dad, the duck hunter.”
“Yeah.” I looked at him. “I appreciate you bringing me to the clubhouse and everything, but this isn’t what I had in mind.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“I don’t know. I just—never mind.”
“Tell me.” His hands found my hips and he pulled me toward him.
“I thought you’d take me around town on your bike, show me where you hang out.”
“This is where I hang out.”
“Isn’t there like, a biker bar or something you could show me?”
He laughed. “What, like the one Arnie walks into at the beginning of Terminator 2? That kind of biker bar?”
“Yes. Exactly like that. Don’t laugh at me.”
“I’m not. I swear I’m not.”
“I’m serious, Bones. You want me to be in your world. So show me a biker bar.”
“First of all, you being in my world doesn’t mean you have to hang out in a biker bar. I don’t even hang out in biker bars.”
“You really don’t?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
He sighed.
“Where did you go to pick up women?” I prodded.
“Yeah, like hell I’m actually having that conversation with you.”
“Tell me,” I said.
“Well, I picked up a woman at Chaos once.”
I pressed my hand to his chest and attempted to push him away, but that only made him tighten his arms around me.
“You tried to pick me up. It didn’t work that well,” I quipped.
“Where are you standing right now?” he asked.
“In your arms. At your clubhouse.”
“Then it worked pretty damn well.”
“I approached you that night.”
