“And your point is?” I growled, bending at the knee to pick her up in the middle of the street, hitching her legs around my waist. The moment they tightened around me, I half spun her around and threw my head back to shout out to the whole damn world, “I’m gonna stop traffic for my girl, right here, right now!”
“Well, damn… Any argument I had is now completely invalid.” She rocked against me to get closer, her lips brushing along my jaw to my ear where she whispered exactly what she wanted me to do to her.
I had to stop myself from unzipping my jeans in the middle of the street as her words drifted through my mind, her promises of what she was about to do turning me on more than I’d ever been turned on in my life. I was harder than hell as I barked out a small laugh and dropped my head into the curve of her neck. That didn’t help, either. She smelled out of this world, and mixing that with the images of her ass in the air while I fucked her was making me way too lightheaded.
“We should go. We need to go. Now. Immediately. Right this second. Go. We should…”
Ayda started to laugh, her head falling back between her shoulders, her hands tightening around mine. Her laugh faded a little as something caught her attention over my shoulder, but the happiness was still shining from her face. “We should definitely go. I don’t think the chief would appreciate the PDI you have in mind.”
My eyes closed in a heartbeat, and even the mention of the chief made a spark of that fire in my dick float away. Groaning quietly, I spun us both around to see if she was messing with me or not. As soon as I saw that man standing only a few steps away from my bike, I let her slide down my body until she was on her feet again and pressed my forehead to hers.
“He’s such a cockblocker.”
“Not really. I’m still going to be bent over your bike,” she whispered, stepping away and to the side of me, her polite smile directed at Sutton as we approached hand in hand. “Justnot on Main Street.”
“Please, let’s not taint my fantasy with my own personal Sutton nightmare,” I mumbled from the corner of my mouth before I copied her exact expression and aimed it directly at the man in charge of Babylon’s safety. Apparently.
“Chief,” I said with a small nod as he stood there in his usual western pose. For a second, I imagined what it would feel like to smack him square in the jaw, but that quickly faded to nothing as Ayda’s quiet giggle slipped free beside me, and her hand curled tighter around mine.
“Tucker. Hanagan.” His tone was flat as he watched us move closer, and something about the way he looked Ayda up and down made my spine stiffen until she pulled me back to her with just the smallest of touches on my arm.
“Good evening, Chief. Beautiful night,” Ayda said without a hint of animosity in her voice.
“Beautiful,” I sang beside her, unable to keep the smile off my face.
“Hmm,” Sutton drew out, widening his stance as we came to a stop in front of him. All he needed was a matchstick in his mouth and tumbleweed to roll past and he was fucking set. “If you say so. Unusual for us to be graced with your presence, I must say. Any special occasion?”
I glanced at Ayda briefly before returning my attention to him. “Nope. Just enjoying the delights of our hometown, doing the romance thing with my girl.”
He made no effort to hide his snort of derision or the roll of his eyes, and where once it would have made me want to fight back, tonight it just seemed to make the laughter bubble in my chest.
Ayda’s hand squeezed mine—no warning or hesitation,just appreciation at being called my girl, I figured. She ran her fingers along the seat of the bike, unable to wipe the smile from her lips. “It’s date night, Chief.”
“Date night,” I repeated, like I was some kind of fucking moron.
“Date night.Riiiiight.” Sutton made no attempt to hide his hatred towards me. “Didn’t I warn you to stay away from my town, Tucker?”
“Aw, c’mon. I’m not here to make any trouble. I thought we’d made friends the other day.”
“Chief, look around. We’re not doing any harm. No one’s even staring in our direction. We just wanted to eat out and have a good night. I know you can appreciate that.” Ayda stepped closer to my side, her hand on my abs as she looked up at me with a grin. I could hardly believe the innuendo she was throwing at me.
My eyes widened and I quickly coughed to clear my throat before schooling my face. “Just… eating. Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to take my date home and finish what we haven’t even really started yet.”
“Hold it right there, Tucker.”
“Not tonight, Sutton.” I sighed quietly, glancing up at Ayda. “I have somewhere I really,reallyneed to be.”
“Weneed to be,” Ayda added sweetly, the hand on my abs patting gently.
Looking back over my shoulder at him, my smirk said it all. I had nothing left to say to him unless he wanted me to spell out word for word that I was planning on taking Ayda to the nearest secluded spot and fucking her until she couldn’t walk.
When his face set to stone and his eyes looked like theywere about to pop out of their sockets, I turned away from him and straddled my bike. Without any instruction needed, Ayda followed me, placing the helmet I made her wear on her head before she wrapped her arms around my waist tightly.
Howard’s mouth moved to say something, but he thought better of it. Just as I was about to ride away, the sound of his phone ringing made me pause to look up at him.
He slapped it to his ear, answering with a frustrated sigh as he threw up one hand to worry his forehead. I couldn’t put my finger on what was going down with him then, but he was acting weirder than usual, and considering what a mousy little freak he was on a good day, that was saying something.
Ayda leaned impossibly closer, resting her chin on my shoulder again as we both watched him begin to pace. Her fingers curled against my stomach and her ass shuffled behind me, but I couldn’t turn away from him.
