“She rides behind me,” I told him. “I know prospects usually ride at the back, but I want her protected. I’m not entirely sure she knows the kind of shit we might be riding into.”
Geek nodded once. “Good call.” He walked away from me, and as he passed Noah, he must have told her the riding plan because she turned her head to look at me and flipped her visor up. Her brown eyes were burning with frustration, and goddamn, it made my cock hard.
“You’re the reason God created the middle finger,” she bit out. And then, she flipped her visor back down and started her bike engine.
I laughed. Halo whistled low as he and Gidget came to stand beside me. “Who pissed in her cheerios?”
“She’ll grow on you,” I told him. I jerked my chin toward their bikes as Alejandro’s driver began rolling off the lot. “We need to go.”
With that, I started up my bike, flipped my own visor down, and then pulled out behind him. And as much as I knew it pissed Noah off to follow my orders, she fell in behind me just like I wanted her to.
Where I could keep her safest.
5
Blayke
Alejandro hadn’t been kidding when he said we were riding straight through. In the several hours since we’d been on the road, we’d only stopped once, and that was to get gas. I was used to riding all the time, but shit, even my ass was beginning to hurt, and I was getting damn tired. I wanted a break and maybe something to eat. Definitely needed a cup of coffee.
My helmet started blaring with an incoming call, and I sighed, answering it. “What?” I growled, not giving a fuck who it might be. It could have been Johnston for all I cared. I was irate as fuck, which was rare for me since I was always a chill, laid back guy. I let everything roll off my shoulders.
But I’d been on the road for too fucking long.
“Noah’s got a flat,” Halo said. “Get Alejandro to stop. We’re gonna need to find a repair shop or something.”
I grunted, sort of thankful that her tire had gone flat on her so Alejandro would be forced to let us all take a break. Ending the call, I switched over to calling Alejandro. He answered on thesecond ring while I was easing my bike to a stop on the shoulder of the road so I could turn around to get back to Noah.
“Yes?” Alejandro asked.
“Noah’s got a flat,” I told him. “Turn around.”
He sighed heavily, like I was an annoyance, and hung up, but I saw the SUV he was in begin to slow, letting me know he wasn’t leaving us stranded out here. By the time I pulled up beside Noah, she looked as tired as I felt and a bit pissed off. I flipped my visor up and shut my bike off. “You good?” I asked her.
“I’m tired, and I think I ran over a nail,” she griped. “So no, Blayke, I’m not fuckinggood.”
I smirked. “You wanted to prospect, mama. This is the real life of an outlaw. You sure you still want to be part of this club?” I’d be disappointed if she said no and demanded we take her back home. But I wouldn’t force her to be here if she didn’t want to be.
She yanked her helmet off just as Alejandro drove up and came to a stop, blocking traffic coming in our direction but not seeming to give a fuck. And when he stepped out, people just slowed down and drove around. I swore, the man was fucking invincible. Like he had some kind of fucking invisible shield around him.
“Let me fucking tell you something,” Noah snarled, storming up to me. Halo’s shoulders were shaking with laughter as he watched the scene unfold. I remained riveted by her, fuckingobsessedwith her explosive personality. I had no idea how she contained such a big personality in her wiry little frame, butfuck, I was here for it.
I leaned forward, bracing my forearms on my handlebars. “Tell me something, mama.”
She sneered at me, her pink hair sweaty and clinging to her face and neck. “If you think this long ass drive is going to somehow break me, you’re fuckingwrong. And I can’t wait toprove you and all the rest of you sexist assholes fuckingwrong. You don’t know who the fuck you’re contending with.”
I raked my eyes down her body, my cock half-hard behind my zipper. “I think I know,” I rasped. “And for record, mama, I’m not trying to run you off. Iwantyou here.”
She blinked at me, taken aback for a moment. Then, she scoffed and spun to face Alejandro, effectively dismissing me. And damn, why did her dismissal make me even harder?
Christ, I was so gone over her, and I’d barely known her a whole fucking day.
“I need a ride to a tire shop,” she told him.
He grunted, eyeing her flat tire. “I figured as much.” Sliding his phone from his pocket, he made a phone call in rapid fire Spanish, then ended the call. “I have someone coming to get the bike. They’re only a few minutes out. After they pick your bike up, we’ll go find somewhere to eat. They’ll deliver your bike to wherever we’re at once it’s repaired.”
She eyed him distastefully. “I’m not leaving my bike with someone I don’t know.”
“You are more than welcome to stand here on the side of the road and get hit,” he told her as he turned and headed back for his SUV. “Or you can be the smart woman I believe you to be and get into this SUV.”
