I don’t know if it’s passion between us. Thrill. Madness. Teasing. Those weird jokes. Or maybe just understanding. I want just another night of us.
The corners of her mouth turn up, “Fuck yes,” she laces her hands behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss.
I slightly pull back to tell her, “I have a month till my next competition.”
“I thought you said you weren’t going to be here a lot.” Her eyes studying mine. “Liar.”
“So what if I am?” My fingers apply pressure around her throat, feeling her pulse beating wildly before I let go, one finger at a time.
“We’re gonna have to stay quiet.” She holds her lip captive.
“In your dreams, Wilder.” My chest rises and falls rapidly. “But I’ll be happy to shut your mouth with my cock again.”
She yanks me inside the room and shuts the door.
Blakely
It’s been almost two months since I stepped foot in this place. We’re in mid-August and the temperatures are still high yetThe Garageis hotter with the number of parties and races we’ve had so far.
Meadow had a competition a few days ago—this one was in Austin, Texas. He has another one a week from now. Our one-night stand turned out to be over a month and still counting.
Yet, it’s not just about sex. As incredible as it is, it was never justthatwith him. We’re like two flames, igniting each other when the other fades, although between us we never cease fire.
But neither of us verbalize the feelings we have developed for the other. I’m uncertain about many things, including Meadow. With him leaving every month to compete around the world nothing is guaranteed. I don’t want to lose him even if we decide to stop having sex with each other, it’s crazy, but I feel like he’s my best friend.
“Keep your hands to yourself,” I peel my upper lip to a snarl and crinkle my nose. The moment my words reach thebar, Meadow is already towering over the handsy guy who tried to send his hand toward me but I slapped it away. “Or else they would be toast under my bike,” I catch the smirk on Meadow’s face. He knows I can handle my shit but the protective urge in him overcomes all else.
“Next time you’re hitting on my girlfriend I’ll make you the fucking dart board, and aim to the spot between your eyes. Trust me, I never miss.” He finishes by tossing an arrow straight in the middle of the board without looking, bullseye.
That’s right.
Wait… girlfriend?
“I’m good, man, I didn’t know she had a boyfriend.”
“It doesn’t matter whether she has a boyfriend or not, you don’t touch any woman unless she gives you permission to.” Meadow looks down at him but there’s no anger in his eyes, there’s a warning and lack of respect. “You are to pack your things and leave, we don’t tolerate this kind of behavior here.”
“Wait… you’re one of the owners.”
“I am.” Meadow nods. “And we have a very strict policy. This place is an escape, it’s meant for fun and everyone is allowed to do whatever they want within reason. Understood?”
The guy clears his throat and nods in understanding.
I stare at Meadow in awe and admiration. He truly cares for the people in his life and the safety of others. He is rough and silly and funny and a total weirdo sometimes but he has a pure heart that overflows with love.
Love is his strength.
“Why is there never a dull moment with you two?” Russ shows up next to Meadow after the guy exits the door with a warning.
“Trouble finds us.” Meadow taps on his shoulder and enters the bar. “That’s part of our charm.”
He became friends with my friends and his secret is still safe with me. He’s replacing Lai at the bar becausemy girlwent on a ride with Brook, ever since that first event atThe Garagethat undeniable spark between them grew. It turns out he is not into group activities but simply likes to sleep naked and has no problem walking around naked—he’s notorious for it.
“Shut your ears if you don’t want to hear my singing skills,” Russ says as a joke to one of the customers and they laugh together.
I avert my gaze to Meadow who subtly raises his brow like he’s contemplating something. “What are you thinking about?” he asks.
I lean against the counter. “I’m glad I came here. It turned out to be the best summer I’ve ever had.” My eyes meet his shades but I know his eyes are roaming all over my frame like they always do. There are days that I still don’t understand why he has to cover his face when no one knows what Bow Reyes looks like, but then I remember that there are people who know and one word could ruin everything he is trying to protect.
