Throttle MC: A Stepbrother Romance by Loveling Daphne

Author:Loveling, Daphne [Loveling, Daphne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-14T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Ryker

After weeks of trying like hell to make myself scarce whenever I thought Hadley would be around, and her presumably doing the same, I looked up from my pool game with Gonz to find her standing in front of me, a nervous look on her face.

“Hi,” she said simply.

“Uh, hi.”

She bit her lip. “Could we, um, go somewhere to talk?”

I glanced over at Gonzo, who briefly raised his eyebrows. “Hey, fine by me if you wanna quit. I was kicking the shit out of you, anyway.”

I laughed. Gonzo couldn’t beat me at pool if I was blindfolded. I turned my attention back to Hadley. I couldn’t imagine what she wanted to talk to me about. I could imagine what I wished she wanted to talk to me about, but that didn’t involve a hell of a lot of talking. “Sure,” I said, keeping my tone neutral. “Wanna go into the back office?”

“Not here,” she murmured, looking around nervously. “Somewhere else.”

I had no idea where this was going. But suddenly I had the urge to get as far away from the club and all its weight as possible.

“Come on,” I said. I turned on my heel and toward the front door of the bar. Hadley followed. I strode out into the blinding midafternoon sunlight and stopped at my bike. “Here,” I said, handing her my helmet. She put it on without a word.

I straddled the bike, and Hadley got on behind me. I felt her snug up against my back, and predictably, my cock jumped in response. Having her this close to me was going to be torture. Forcing myself to ignore my baser instincts, I fired up the bike, which roared to life underneath us. Hadley wrapped her arms around my waist, and we were off.

We flew through town, though for once I was careful to keep the bike not too far over the speed limit. The last thing I wanted right now was the hassle of some wet-behind-the-ears cop with a quota to stop us – even though, with my easily recognizable cut, it was unlikely. Cops usually left The Throttle alone. I didn’t stop until we were miles out of town, finally slowing and turning the bike onto a small gravel road. It didn’t look like it led to much, but I knew better. I followed the road past a lone homestead, and finally came to a stop where the gravel ended abruptly. I killed the bike and Hadley got off.

We were on top of a bluff, looking down into a small almost-canyon below. I came here sometimes to think. I had never seen another soul around, despite the raw beauty of the place. It was the one place I had always had completely to myself.

Hadley had walked to the edge of the bluff and was looking out in wonder. As I came to stand next to her, she looked at me, her eyes wide. “How do you know about this place?” she asked softly.

I shrugged. “I figure I’ve been on every road in this county at one point or another.

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