Keeping his Heart by Billi Jean

Author:Billi Jean [Jean, Billi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2016-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

An hour later, she walked outside. She had changed. Twenty times. Each outfit had seemed wrong. Until this one. She’d finally remembered she owned a black skirt. It clung to her hips and outlined her ass then stopped. Right under it.

Still, she wasn’t worried. The key was just not to bend over.

She’d matched it with high-heeled, black leather boots she’d been dying to wear. They said hot, sexy, and oh yeah, out of your reach.

For a dash of who she really was, she’d shifted a tiny T-shirt that said, ‘Smile if you stared long enough to read this’ in flowing script across her breasts.

Of course it was a V-neck and revealed the valley her breasts made, held up by her pink, silky bra. To tone it down, she wore the long cashmere sweater jacket he’d brought her. It hung down to above her knees. She’d take it off when she got to the restaurant.

Faolan was occupied. She’d avoided the room with the two big men teaching Faolan to throw a knife. They hadn’t glanced at her, but she knew they’d sensed her walking by the room. Still, Faolan was safe. She hoped she was as well.

My first date. What if this is just one more seduction to get me into sex? What if that is still all he wants?

She found Jamie and halted her feet and her silly worries. “I am not getting on that.”

He gave her another heart-stopping grin, revved the engine on a motorcycle that purred. His biceps bulged when he did it. In fact, his entire arm did. He met her eyes with a challenging gleam in his. Her breath caught when he simply sat there, giving her a head-to-toe inspection.

She waited. And waited. And…

He was teasing her.

“Nice legs. Now hop on.”

Her heart did a nose dive at the compliment. “Not a chance.”

“Don’t be chicken.”

She ignored him. Didn’t stare at how unbelievably sexy he was, sitting on his big motorcycle. Or how his body was probably more than capable of driving her into orgasm—maybe even on the bike.

He narrowed his eyes and gave her a challenging stare. “Seriously. Don’t be chicken. Come on, hop on. I promise to be gentle, since this is your first time.”

Her eyes flew wide. She narrowed them on his wolfish grin and gave him the finger. Then misted away.

He laughed, sounding as if he’d anticipated that response. Before she’d reached tree level, he took off, the motorcycle chewing up the grass. It was unbelievably fast. He was obviously insane. It was clear he was into dangerous sports. The bike rose up on one wheel and he jumped it over a rock wall. Landed it perfectly on the opposite side, and kept going at a speed that really wasn’t safe.

She shivered, even in her mist form. Such speed was fine in the grass, but what about concrete? Just the thought of the possible road rash made her nauseated.

“You won’t ride a bike with me, but you’ll fly like a bunch of smoke,” he shouted.

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