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I breathe a sigh of relief at the GPS’s instructions. Not too much longer.
When I reach the address, I turn onto the long dirt lane. A large brick building and rows of motorcycles come into view, but I don’t see anyone outside. As I come to a stop, I throw my car into park and push open the door.
The vehicle that was following me pulls up next to me. The driver slams on the brakes as they simultaneously roll down the passenger window, and I see red.
“Damn, Mak. What’s the rush?”
“What the fuck, Jeff?!” I shout as I shove out of my vehicle.
“What?” he asks innocently.
The window slides up, and Jeff cuts the engine. I stomp around his car, beyond pissed off. After he shuts the driver’s door, he turns and faces me.
“You scared the absolute shit out of me,” I accuse.
My voice is still raised, and the rational part of me pleads with the emotional parts to calm down to no avail. Blood pumps through my veins, and my heart beats erratically.
As for Jeff, he simply shrugs. “Wasn’t trying to scare you.”
Are you fucking kidding me?!
“Bullshit!” I yell.
Jeff’s smirk falters, and anger passes over his eyes. He snakes his hand and tightly wraps his fingers around my arm. “Would you stop ye—”
“You’ve got exactly one second to get your hands off her.”
Jeff immediately releases me, raises his hands, and whirls around toward the familiar voice. I rise onto my tiptoes and see Viking weaving through parked motorcycles, murder in his eyes.
“I w-wasn’t going t-to hurt her,” Jeff stammers.
“You never lay your hands on a woman uninvited,” Viking snarls. When he reaches us, he steps around Jeff and grabs my biceps lightly. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah.” I nod. “I’m fine.”
Viking stares into my eyes, capturing my gaze and refusing to let it go. His touch is gentle, but it’s burning a path from my flesh to the juncture between my legs.
“Are you sure?” he prods. “Because I heard you shouting over the music inside.”
“I’m sure. He just scared me, is all.”
“Explain,” he demands.
“It’s nothing. I just…” I shake my head to gather my thoughts. “I thought someone was following me on the way here, but it was only Jeff. I let my fear rule my head and lashed out at him.”
Viking glances over his shoulder. “Why were you following her?”
“Look, man. It was just a coincidence,” Jeff insists, and I feel foolish for automatically assuming the worst. “When I noticed it was Makayla in front of me, I flashed my lights. I figured she knew what my car looks like so I didn’t think anything of it.”
“Why did you grab her?”
“She was causing a scene, and it was embarrassing. All I was doing was trying to get her to quiet down.”
“Next time, try asking,” Viking says matter-of-factly.
It’s not lost on me that he’s doing the very thing he’s angry about: touching me uninvited. The difference though, is his touch is electric and extremely welcome whereas Jeff’s was…Ick.
The big man shifts his attention back to me, and he lowers his arms to take a step back. It takes all my willpower not to whimper at the absence of him so close.
