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But maybe she was nothing like Tiffany.
Could all that passion have been for him? Had she really been into him and not just looking to score a biker for the night?
For all you know, you’re the only biker she’s ever had.
What if he was? What if she’d never been with anyone like him before?
Talon thought back to the night on River Street.
Jenna looking up at him like he could hand her the world on a platter. Like he hung the moon in the sky with her name on it.
Her eyes filled with desire, moans in the back of her throat, nails raking down his back.
He’dhadher. Held all that beauty in his hands.
She’d wanted more. Had practically begged for it.
And he’d shut her down. Brutally.
Talon remembered the look on her face when she’d spotted him walking into the common room, the blonde hanging off his arm.
Humiliated. Embarrassed.
The way you’re acting, you won’t be the last.
Women liked Ryder. He was big and protective. Respectful. Talon couldn’t remember him ever hooking up with a groupie. He didn’t do random and empty.
And that very morning, Talon had stood in his shower, trying to wash away the empty that he felt crawling all over him.
Yeah, he’d fucked up.
She was a college professor. Smart. Classy.
No judgment, just curiosity.
And he’d thrown it back in her face. Made fun of her.
Wouldn’t expect her to settle for anything less.
Yeah, Jenna would know that any kind of life with Talon was settling. She was old lady material, but he’d had his head too far up his own ass to realize it. She’d handed him gold, and he’d treated her like shit.
Shamed her more than once. Beauty and class didn’t put up with that.
She could have any man she wanted. Biker to executive, any man would be proud to have her on his arm. Showing her off. Feeling all kinds of pride that a woman like her had chosenhim.
Talon couldn’t imagine her forgiving him. Hell, he couldn’t even imagine having the balls to ask.
No, he was never getting in there again. Because he was fucking stupid. Let the past ruin a possible future.
Now, all he could do was hope that Ryder would take care of the beauty that he’d thrown away.
And that fucking killed.
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Ryder
Ryder watched as Jenna sat back from an empty plate. Damn, but he loved watching a woman enjoy food without being hung up on a diet. Made him wonder what else she’d enjoy. And if she’d dive into it with the same passion as she did food.
