Wyatt by Patricia Logan

Author:Patricia Logan [Logan, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westburg Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Gianelli’s was a fairly new Italian restaurant to Westburg and even though the guy at the front desk of the Westburg Arms Motel had told him it was good, Wyatt had no idea what to expect when he pulled the bike into a space beside several others and powered down the rumbling motor that evening. He slung his booted foot over the back of the bike and stood to his full height of six foot eight with his boots on. He knew the biker boots gave him the added three inches that pretty much assured he’d be the tallest man in most rooms, but Rand was only an inch or so shorter than he was when they were in their bare feet. Remembering the naked cowboy laid out on the large bed, holding tight onto Wyatt’s hips as Wyatt rode his cock with Jenny’s pretty breasts pressed up against his sweating back, made him reach down and adjust the ever-present lump that appeared in his chap-covered jeans. As he thought back on the way they’d fucked until dawn, he had to take a deep breath, blowing it out slowly as he removed his shiny silver helmet. Damn they are both so fuckin’ beautiful.

Wyatt was locking the helmet away in his saddle bag when a gorgeous chopper pulled into the lot and rumbled up beside his bike. He couldn’t help but admire the paint on the gas tank. Obviously custom, it showed the head of an American eagle with a ring of stars around it. A brightly painted depiction of the Stars and Stripes made up the background. Even more beautiful than the chopper itself were the two men who rode it. The driver was a tall Native American with tawny skin and green eyes that twinkled in the low light of dusk. Behind him, with his arms wrapped around the driver, was another tall man also dressed in black leather. Wyatt stopped what he was doing and stared at the two as they climbed off the bike. When they removed their helmets, they turned, gazed into each other’s eyes, and then quite to Wyatt’s surprise, they leaned in and kissed each other on the lips affectionately. It lasted only a second before they pulled back but it was long enough for Wyatt to realize the men were a couple. The starkly beautiful contrast between the green-eyed Native American with the long black hair which spilled out of his helmet and the blue-eyed man he was with was charming. The men turned to look at Wyatt, who stared openly. Feeling a bit stupid, Wyatt threw the men a tiny nod of the head and a smile before turning to walk toward the restaurant.

Gianelli’s shared a parking lot with another restaurant, this one called Slappy’s Burgers, and there seemed to be quite a commotion near the front entrance of the establishment and between the two eateries. A handful of men, women, and children were carrying picket signs and screaming out some pretty shocking and vile things as Wyatt walked toward the Italian restaurant.

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