Yeah, sure, I read those things, too. Sierra and I read practically everything together. But biker romances…those were my personal forbidden fruit.
My hand strayed to the patch on Dean’s cut, over his heart. Spelling out his road name—Titan—in bold, black letters, replacing his VP patch. Underneath it was a series of holes where he’d ripped out the stitches that used to display his Reckless Order MC patch.
“Does it honestly surprise you that I prefer bad boys?” I replied. “I’m the only child of two doting parents. Of course I’m bound to crave a little trouble.”
My stomach fluttered wildly. I couldn’t believe this was happening. In the back of my mind, an alarm screamed,Abort! Abort! Bad idea! Do not flirt with your dad’s best friend!
Dean wrapped his warm, strong palm around my hand. And he didn’t let go. I swore I could have combusted under the sheer intensity of his gaze at any moment.
“I’m beginning to think I should throw you over my shoulder and carry you off to some convent in the middle of nowhere.”
I scoffed and tipped my chin up, almost nose to nose with him.
“I thought you promised you wouldn’t cockblock me.”
Dean sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth and his pupils dilated full black.
Oh.
Was I turning him on right now? Was Dean “Titan” Ellison actually attracted to little ol’ me?
A fresh surge of confidence shot up my spine with a grin.
“Don’t say that word,” Dean rumbled, low and quiet for my ears alone.
Not that Dash or Sierra were paying any attention to us. They were too wrapped up in each other, sorting through the stack of books in her arms.
That’s what made their marriage so strong—reading together then recreating their favorite smutty passages. It was adorable how Dash would hunt down the latest dirty romance novels, bringing them home to Sierra just to see her face light up with excitement and anticipation.
“What word would that be?” I asked Dean.
His eyes darkened and a growl emanated from his throat.
“Ruby,” he warned. “This place is crowded—”
A light bulb went on in my brain and understanding dawned on me.
“Oh! You mean—” I leaned into him, nuzzling the curve of his neck. Fuck, he was hot as a furnace, and whatever that scent was—cologne, leather, black coffee, his soap—it didn’t matter. It was driving me buckwild. “You meancockblock.”
I slowly let the word roll off my tongue, enunciating it crisp and clear.
“Jesus Christ,” Dean muttered under his breath. “It’s indecent, coming from that pretty mouth of yours.”
He cupped my chin, tracing the rough pad of his thumb over my lower lip. Before I could think it through, I playfully bit his thumb, holding his gaze as I did so.
Maybe it was wrong on every level.
Maybe I would come to regret teasing a man twice my age.
Or maybe…I could finally get exactly what I wanted for Christmas.
A hot, sexy, older biker, who knew how to take my virginity in the best possible way.
Chapter six
Titan
After the girls loaded up with two dozen books between them, Dash and I agreed to surprise them with a visit to the clubhouse for drinks.
