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Race
She was on my bike.
Honestly, when I was basically walking my bike beside her, I hadn’t expected her to agree to ride with me, but when she stopped, and I saw the dark circles under her eyes, I knew her body was forcing her mind to make the choice. I didn’t care why; I was just happy she agreed.
There was a short way to get to Bear’s townhouse, but when she settled against my back and wrapped her other arm around me, I slowed down and turned right. It wouldn’t add much time, but I’d take what I could get with Becs pressed against me.
Giving it a little more gas, I reveled in the power and speed I missed and never allowed myself to experience for fear it would cause a craving in me to go back to my old life. Speed and racing were my addiction, and in order to keep my ass out of trouble, I gave it all up.
But I missed it every fucking day.
And that didn’t say a whole hell of a lot about the man I was trying to become.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t realize we were almost to the townhouse, but when I did, something in me sank. I wanted to stay on this bike with her wrapped around me for as long as I could, but I knew she was tired, and I was being selfish. We were almost to the townhouse when I felt her hold slack a bit. Reaching down, I wrapped my hand around hers and squeezed. She immediately tightened her hold while I parked my bike. I felt her move around behind me and frowned when she unwrapped her arms. She quickly took off her helmet and handed it to me while she climbed off the bike. Swinging my leg over, I hopped off the bike and hung the helmet from the handlebar.
She gestured toward the bike. “Thanks.”
I pointed toward the house. “I’ll walk you in.”
“I’m fine.”
I sighed, and she shook her head before turning toward the townhouse and walking. I waited while she got her keys out and unlocked the door. The sound of the alarm beeping brought me some relief, and I immediately walked over to the device and entered the code.
“How do you know the code?”
I turned to face her. “Bear gave it to me.”
“Why?”
“In case I needed it.”
“Geez.” She rolled her eyes and pulled her purse from around her neck to hang it on the hook behind the door. “Guess he doesn’t trust me to remember a five-digit code.”
“He trusts you, Becs,” I replied while she walked toward the kitchen. “He doesn’t trust the Widows.”
She pulled a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator and held it up. “Want one?”
I was surprised she offered. I assumed she’d just kick me out. I should just leave. I did what I needed to do so I could sleep tonight, but I didn’t want to leave. This was the nicest we’d ever been to each other or at least since I was still a prospect, and I didn’t want it to end.
“Sure.”
She seemed a little surprised by my answer, but she opened the refrigerator and pulled out another. Handing it to me, she sat at the counter and opened hers before taking a long drink.
“You like living with Bear?”
She snorted and lowered her bottle while I opened mine. “What do you think?”
Grinning, I lifted the bottle and took a long drink before answering. “I think you and your brother are pretty similar and probably lock horns a lot.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I’m not like Bear.”
This time, I snorted and then chuckled when her eyes narrowed even farther. “Sure, you’re not.”
“I’m not,” she defended herself. “He’s stubborn and a know-it-all and…” She paused when she saw the smile on my face. “You think I’m those things?”
I pretended to consider it. “Maybe not a know-it-all.” I smirked. “All the time.”
“Stubborn?”
