Mr. Motorcycle: A Billionaire Romance by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-25T23:00:00+00:00

“You sure you don’t want to have a drink with us?”

I shook my head. “Nah, brother. I’ve got something going on right now.” I nodded to where Blue sat patiently.

These guys had managed to talk my ear off for fifteen minutes, and not once had Blue looked pissed off or tried to interrupt us.

The waitress had dropped our food off two minutes ago and Blue was busy arranging her burger and putting ketchup on her plate. She didn’t think I was watching her, but I always had her in my vision.

The guys finally headed back to their group of tables and Blue and I were alone again.

“Sorry about that.” I sat down next to her and grabbed the shot. I dropped it into the beer and waited for the foam to go down before I took a drink.

“You’re sorry for being famous?” she laughed. She dipped a fry in ketchup and popped it into her mouth. “You’re forgiven.” She winked and smirked.

“This is that different I’m talking about, babe.” I set my drink down, and my hand automatically reached for Blue’s hand. She was like a magnet, and I couldn’t stay away from her.

She rolled her eyes. “Eat your food before it gets cold. You never know when your adoring fans are going to stop by again.”

“Smartass,” I mumbled.

She winked and popped another fry in her mouth. “That’s that different you say you like, remember?”

“Damn straight.” I had enough people kissing my ass in my life. It was refreshing to have someone tell me how it was.

“So,” she drawled. “How did you become a millionaire at the age of thirty-four?”

I grabbed the ketchup and squirted a puddle onto my plate. “You know how you called me a mechanic before?”

She laughed and nodded her head.

“Well, that was what I started out as. Then I got into fabricating and from there things snowballed. I’ve got a knack for seeing a plain, boring bike and reimagining it to something new and amazing.” That was the short and condensed story.

“That is amazing. I’m not really one for seeing something that isn’t in front of me.”

Even when I was a little kid I was building or tearing things apart to see how they worked. Thankfully that had turned into a fruitful business for me.

“So, what about you?” I asked.

Blue laughed. “What about me? I’m the lead server for the VIP suites for Hoist Halls. Not as exciting as being Mr. Motorcycle, but it more than pays my bills.”

“That vacation in Miami, right?”

“Four nights and five days just lying on the beach,” she sighed. “This year can’t go by fast enough.”

“What if you don’t have to wait a year?” I asked.

“My vacation fund says it needs another year,” Blue giggled.

Blue and I could take off for Miami right now if she really wanted. Well, after the bike build competition. Though I didn’t think she would be down for that.

It really seemed like my money had no effect on Blue.

“We could leave Sunday,” I suggested.

Blue choked on her fry and patted her chest.

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