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Summer bristled. She would just rather forget about him.
“What about him?” she asked.
“Why didn’t you tell me he harassed you? And that he’s being bothering your parents?” he asked.
Summer was so shocked about the question that she laughed.
“I seem to recall, I mean it’s been awhile, what a couple of months now?” she asked. “That you said to forget about you. Now you want to know why I didn’t confide in you and how did you know I was here?”
“Number one, it’s not quite two months. Duran was arrested. I went to see him. I went to see your mom and dad and now I am seeing you.” he said.
Summer was upset again and she was struck with a wave of nausea.
“Oh gosh,” she said and ran towards the bathroom. “Cover my register,” she said to the assistant manager as she ran by.
The stress of everything was obviously too much for her. Maybe she wasn’t mature enough as her parents and even Wilson suggested. When the sickness past, she washed her mouth out and fixed her face. She went back to her register. Wilson was still there.
“Your mom said she drove you to work because you all are sharing the one car for today. I am going to come for you after you get off work.”
She started to argue but Wilson gave her a look that told her how such a sweet nice guy like him could also be the head of a biker club. Just like that, she thought it would be best if she did what she was told.
“Whatever,” she said. “You can say what you need to say then and then I don’t want to see you again.”
Chapter Seven
True to his word, as soon as Summer was out of work, Wilson was waiting. He had a helmet for each of them.
“I don’t need that,” she said.
“You’ll wear it,” he said.
“I’ve ridden without one before and I just as soon not. I want to go home. I am dead tired,” she said.
Summer couldn’t believe it. She teared up. She couldn’t seem to cap her emotions.
“You must think I am a wuss. Get wiped out tired from going to school and working. Cry like a baby,” she said.
“And throw up,” he added quietly.
Did he have to mention that?” It was pretty embarrassing.
“Can we go?” she asked.
He handed her the helmet.
“Duran didn’t make me wear a helmet,” she mumbled.
“You rode with Duran?” he asked her.
“Do we have to do this here? Out in front of my work?” she asked. “Yes. The day I walked home from your place. He just happened to pull up. I got on the bike with him. When I opened the door, he pushed his way into the house.”
“What happened next?” he asked.
“He chased me. I got out of the house, watched him go and that was that,” she said.
“Put on the helmet,” he said.
The look in his eye was firm. She put on the helmet and he helped her to adjust it.
