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He nodded. “It is, and Laura’s making a huge deal out of it.” She chuckled. “I better go before she freaks out. She’s already called several times. Thanks for the drink.”

“I’ll walk you to your bike.”

After walking in silence, he leaned against the bike and fixed his gaze on her lovely face. “Come here,” he said in a low voice, his arm stretched out to her. She took a small tentative step toward him. “I’m not gonna bite you unless you want me to.” He winked.

Shaking her head, she said, “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She took a few more steps forward, placing her small hand in his large one.

Yanking her to him, he breathed her seductive scent in deeply, the one that was causing his dick to wake up. “I wanna ask you something.” She tilted her head back, her full lips slightly parted. “You wanna go with me to my mom’s birthday party? It’s gonna be in two weeks.” A chortle escaped from her parted lips and he wanted to swallow it.

“I wasn’t expecting that. I thought you were going to ask me something cru—uh… yes, I’d love to go to your mother’s birthday party.”

Fuck yeah!Cupping her chin in his hand, he dipped his head down and kissed her gently. “Awesome.” His phone pinged.Give me a fuckin’ break, Laura.“I really gotta go. I’ll be in touch.”

“Okay. Thanks for the invite. Ride safely.” She stood back as he jumped on his bike and peeled away from the curb.

As he turned at the corner, he looked back and saw her shimmering in the sunlight. Turning back to the street, he rode to Laura’s house.