She didn’t believe him. “Yes, you do. Are you part of Alpha, too?”
“I’m The Fixer, you know that.”
“What happened to not keeping secrets from each other?”
“I’m not in Alpha.” He stared at her for several seconds, then said, “Be right back.”
Dammit.What’s Alpha?
He returned with a large shopping bag. “I bought you a present.”
“Way to redirect my attention,” she said with a smirk.
He set it on the kitchen table. Unable to resist the lure of a gift, she removed the tissue paper and pulled out a pair of black leather pants followed by a matching leather jacket. “These are beautiful.” She slipped the jacket on and wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you,” she said before kissing him. “What’s the occasion?”
He grabbed her ass. “Be my valentine,” he said and laid a ravenous kiss on her.
Through the kiss, her lips curved. “Only if you’ll be mine.”
“Quid pro quo…always. I bought you a helmet, too, and that jacket is inflatable.”
“I have something for you, too,” she said before waggling her eyebrows. “But I’d planned on giving it to you later, when we’re in bed.”
He squeezed her ass. “You know I’m all about delayed gratification. You might want to check those pockets.”
Slipping her hands inside, she pulled out a small black jewelry box. “What’s this?” She lifted the lid, revealing pink diamond stud earrings, each surrounded by a halo of white diamonds. “Oh, whoa.” Lifting her face to his, she stared into his eyes. “These arestunning. Thank you.”
“I haven’t seen you wear earrings, but those pink diamonds caught my eye and I had to buy them for you.”
She slipped them into her ears and pulled her hair out of way. “Do you like?”
“I like a lot.” He nibbled her neck and a soft moan escaped her throat. Then, he dropped a kiss on her lips. “Go riding with me.”
“I’d love to.”
His smile was a heady mix of excitement and flat-out sex appeal. She loved making him happy.
“Good,” he said. “Let’s take the bike out now.”
* * *
Sin stood in the garage admiring his scorching hot girlfriend while she modeled her black leather jacket and pants. “How ‘bout you wear that andonlythat tonight?”
“I like the way you think.” She slinked close. “I’ve never had sex on a motorcycle.”
“Neither have I.” Snaking his arm around her waist, he pulled her flush against him.
“And you know I’ve gotta give you a hummer on here, too,” she said with a gleam in her eyes.
He moaned. “I think we should start our day with something else I’ve never done on my bike.”
“What’s that?”
He straddled the Ducati, facing backward. With his feet on the ground, he patted the back cushion. “Kiss my woman. Get your ass on this bike so I can kiss the hell out of you.”
After climbing on, she draped her arms over his shoulders. “So sexy.” Then, she pressed her chest into his, he grabbed her waist and kissed her breathless.
“Whoa,” she said after she caught her breath. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Mr. Develin.”
