“For a cruise.” His mouth skims my temple.
I lean into his touch. “To?”
“Somewhere special to me.”
“Please not Howlers.” I cross my fingers behind his back.
His upper body shakes with humor. “Ah, come on. That place isn’t so bad.”
I scoff. “For you. All the old bikers leer at any girl under forty when they walk in.”
He squeezes my ass. “Can you blame them?”
I wiggle closer. His answering groan is the best reward. “I’m not trying to be a snob. But come on, Gray. That dive isn’t swoony-wooing material.”
“You have a good point, which is why we’re not going there. But that bar saved me from some dark shit. It’s one of my few escapes.”
Crud. I want to rewind and take back all the negative stuff. “Really?”
His eyes bore into mine. “I’m not going to lie, this town sucks a lot of ass without you. I thought you’d left for good. Figured I’d be gone soon enough.”
I swallow past the frog in my throat. “And now?”
“Things change.”
“They do.”
Grady nuzzles into the dip between my shoulder and neck. “You’re gonna help me live my best life, Sutt. There’s so much I want to share with you, starting with this spot tonight.”
“Then let’s get going. Should I follow you?” I suggest.
“No, we’ll take the bike.”
I glance down at my shorts and sandals. Not exactly motorcycle gear. “Umm, is it safe?”
He frowns. “I should’ve thought about your outfit.” The strain melts off his features. “I installed custom foot pegs high enough to avoid the exhaust. You’ll be okay, don’t worry. We’ll be careful.”
I trace a narrow pinstripe on the rear fender. “I’ve never been on a Harley.”
He shuffles us a sidestep toward the gleaming chrome beast. “Always a first for everything. You’ll get used to it. Next time you’ll wear jeans and boots.”
I’m sure my eyes are blown wide. Next time? Apparently Grady has his own agenda. Not that I’m complaining.
A loud squeal on my left has me twisting in that direction. Molly and Lance are there, walking closer with a slow stride. Her face is lit up with glee. His is blank and unreadable, as if he’s about to interrogate someone. He better not try any shit with Grady. I haven’t gotten over him dolling out arrests for no reason.
“Oh my gosh.” Molly’s voice is more of a squeak. “Are you two an item?”
My gaze swings to Grady for the correct response on handling this. He doesn’t hesitate, threading our fingers together. “Yeah.”
I let my smile explode, showing off both rows of teeth. A few unmatched pieces slide together in my mind. Would it be awkward if I kiss him right now? His eyes focus on my lips and I almost lean in.
Molly bounces on her toes. “Steamy alert. I just knew this would happen. Didn’t I say that, babe?”
Lance rolls his eyes. “You did, several times.”
“Wait.” I motion between them. “Are you guys together?”
Molly blinks up at him in that head-over-heels way. “Sure are. This is date number three.”
