Brock: An MC Romance (Black Reapers MC: New Mexico Chapter Book 1) by Trent Jordan

Author:Trent Jordan [Jordan, Trent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TJ Creations
Published: 2020-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

Tara

Did Brock just ask me out?

On the one hand, it sure seemed like it. Why else would he have invited me for drinks?

Because he wants to talk about what happened tonight. Because he’s a good friend and this is what he’s always done. Because…

What do you really think, Tara?

If I forced myself to choose an answer, I knew what I was thinking.

Brock was taking me away from the rest of his friends so he could make a move on me.

After all these years, after two years of dating the wrong guy, two years of having a guy I was really more attracted to there the whole time…

I gulped. This would likely be one of the most thrilling things I’d ever done, and quite possibly one of the worst decisions I’d ever made.

“I’ll see you there,” he said, a hint of a smile—only a hint—crossing his face. “Take your time.”

With that, he turned around and walked right past Kathryn and my sister without apparently saying much of anything else. Elizabeth looked at me with wide eyes, but I told myself to stay firm in my decision.

“I’m gonna go have a drink with him, make sure all is good.”

“Tara, you’re—”

“I’ll catch up with you both later, OK?”

Elizabeth shut her mouth. Kathryn failed to hide her smile. I got out of there a few seconds later, letting my mind wander and my thoughts question how stupid I was.

“Don’t put out so easily tonight!” Kathryn shouted. “Make him earn it! Maybe he’ll tell you his story!”

His story…

I had no intentions of sleeping with Brock tonight. But Kathryn raised a good point. If I wanted to do anything with him, if I wanted to be with him, we couldn’t be in a lopsided relationship like I had with Steele.

I needed to know what the hell had happened all those years ago that made him the way he was. I needed answers. And if it meant that tonight ended awkwardly or that we left without saying much of a word to each other, so be it. I couldn’t keep doing this dance of displaying interest, having it reciprocated, but then not going any further down the rabbit hole.

I didn’t glance back at Kathryn or Elizabeth as I backed out of the parking lot. Brock had gotten about a minute worth of driving on me, but by the time I cleared downtown Albuquerque, I’d caught up to him on I-40. I knew he could have easily gunned his motorcycle down the highway, leaving me both literally and metaphorically in the dust. It didn’t surprise me, knowing his personality, but it only made my feelings for him swell.

As I trailed him and saw the diamond-shaped outline of his back and head on that chopper, I thought about all the times Steele tried to get me on his bike. At first, he’d understood. Then, he’d teased. Later, he’d badgered. Eventually, he begged. Afterward, he yelled.

And finally, we broke up.

Steele thought that riding or not riding a bike was a matter of being scared or not scared, but that was a gross simplification.

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