Rebound Biker by Bijou Hunter

Author:Bijou Hunter [Hunter, Bijou]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Winston

Bubblegum Babe

The next few days, I'm wrapped up in Meredith Gordon. I drop by her place each night. First time, I bring pizza. Next night, it's Thai. Finally, we try Mexican. Nothing says sexy like refried beans.

Without asking, I bring clothes and hygiene stuff. Meredith doesn't mention anything about me staying over. I know she's thinking it. Her mind is always ripping things apart and figuring them out. I see all the thinking in her blue eyes.

Meredith hasn't called me a rebound guy since the first night at the bar. I wonder if she's still thinking that too. Call me a chickenshit, but I don't ask. I'm too damn happy to fuck things up with honesty.

Except I don't want it to end. If I'm wrong about us being something permanent, what then? Do I want to be shocked when the big moment arrives? Am I really so cowardly that I won't test this new thing I have with Meredith.

When I call her in the afternoon, she's with a patient, but calls me back.

"Is something wrong?" she asks, sounding worried.

"No, I was thinking we might change things up tonight."

"How?"

"I'll pick you up on my Harley and we'll go riding in the back roads."

Meredith's silence says more than any words.

"You're a shrink, so you outta know the keys to a happy relationship are communication and compromise. I'm communicating with you about what I want you to compromise on. Bikes and my club are important to me. You're important to me. It'd be like never having you meet my family."

"Compromise is important. So if I go riding even though I'm leery of motorcycles, what do I get in exchange?"

"What do you want?" I murmur.

"Next Saturday, I'm golfing with my parents and sister. I want you to come with me."

I'll need to agree to dip my booted foot into her uppity life or she won't be forced out of her comfort zone with the Harley. I have to applaud her sly moves.

"Do I have to wear those ugly pants?" I ask.

"I want my family to meet you. Wearing those ugly pants wouldn't be the real you. I don't want a lie."

Hearing her embrace the real me, I wish we aren't separated by ten miles. "I'm fucking you extra hard tonight for saying that."

"Assuming I survive the bike ride."

"I'll drive nice and slow. I promise."

Meredith falls into silence again and I wonder if she'll wiggle her way out of the compromise.

"What should I wear?" she finally asks.

"Something comfortable. That way I can get you naked faster when we get back to your place."

Meredith laughs in a quiet way that tells me her mind is now on the naked part rather than the ride. I hope she'll still be in such a great mood when I pick her up.

When I arrive at her place, Meredith is pacing on her porch. She forces a smile, but her eyes are really frigging tense.

The only way I know how to make her relax is to kiss her hard. My hunger startles her.

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