“Ready?” I called out.
Her arms squeezed my waist, then she said, “Ready.”
I shifted gears and pulled out of the parking lot of the clubhouse.
Going slow at first to let her get used to the bike.
She had asked how to get on the bike, so I knew that she had never been on one before. Just another reason why I wanted to puff my chest out. She seemed to trust me a little bit.
And I wasn’t going to break that trust. Not fucking ever.
We turned onto the main road, and once I felt her body relax against my back, I opened up the throttle a little more.
Hearing her excited squeal, I did it again, and then again, and then again.
And if I gave a voice to my thoughts, I’d be squealing too. Because I knew that I had found the perfect woman for me.
We rode about ten minutes, and then I made a right, a left, a right, a left, and then a left again, and the moment my house came in sight, I geared down and coasted up the lane.
I parked the bike right in front of the porch and shut the bike off.
“Where are we?” she asked.
I looked over my shoulder so I could see her eyes, then I grinned and asked, “Answer that in a minute. First, gotta know, how was the ride?”
She smiled, “Well... I kind of didn’t want it to end.”
I winked, “You're officially hooked.”
She grinned.
I tapped her thigh, “Climb off, baby. Let’s get you fed.”
Then, after she climbed off, I did too and shared, “Making you breakfast, baby. This is my house.”
“This is your house?” she asked as she handed over my helmet.
I lifted my chin, “Follow me, baby.”
I led her up the walk and to the front door.
Normally, I would have gone through the side door, but since I was bringing her to my house for the first time, I wanted to give her the real treatment.
And the moment I unlocked the door and opened it; I turned just so I could watch her reactions to my home.
From a kid who was unwanted in and out of juvie since I aged out at eighteen, I was damn proud of my home.
As I took in her reactions to my home, I felt something come alive inside of me... pride.
The exposed beams and hardwood floors, then to the back of the house, and to the glass wall that ran the length of it, it was something I added after I bought the house, because I needed open spaces, and those glass doors opened all the way.
Her mouth was hanging open as she walked to the back of the house and stared out.
I grinned.
“This is something else, Grey. Wow.”
I felt my chest puff with pride.
