Riptide by Antonia Church

Author:Antonia Church [Church, Antonia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798886531329
Publisher: Melange Books, LLC

Chapter Twelve

ACINDINA ÁLVAREZ

Cin had the night off at the tavern. Usually, that meant laundry and bingeing some mindless drama about firefighters or hot cops. Sometimes she went to the beach and got on her board, but the waves weren’t for surfing today. Besides, she couldn’t get Bryce Graham out of her damn mind. She spent the afternoon tidying up her place and trying to distract her thoughts, but she felt wired. Amped.

Then she saw Bryce drive by with Ariel. He was behind the wheel of her shitty little Toyota, and she was a wreck in the passenger seat. Fucking Ariel. It had always been Ariel. She and Bryce had had a thing when they were sixteen and now they were at it again. Why was Cin crushing on a guy who was only interested in her big sister? Plus, doctors wanted someone to make better, and Ariel needed a whole helluva lot of healing.

Ariel was engaged to Rob Ryan, but she’d drop her deadbeat fiancé in a heartbeat if she could upgrade to Dr. Bryce Graham. Cin didn’t stand a chance. Watching them drive by toward Ariel’s place had been the last straw. Cin was about bubbling over with bottled-up emotion.

She called Ram.

“Wanna Vogue?”

He knew exactly what she meant. Madonna code. She hopped in the shower and as she got out, she heard the familiar sound of Ram’s big Harley turning down her street. She pulled on a T-shirt with Carlos Santana on the front and she didn’t even bother with underwear. They wouldn’t last but a minute. Cin wasn’t in the mood for mixed signals.

She opened her front door as Ram kicked his stand down. She put her elbows high up on either side of her doorjamb, the hem of her T-shirt riding up high on her thigh and revealing half her pussy. She wanted to make sure Ram hadn’t misconstrued her intentions. Cin saw old Pete on his porch catching an eyeful of her undercarriage, and she gave the horny septuagenarian a flirty wink.

Then Ram was in her doorway and blotting out anything beyond her entrance. He scooped her up, and she kicked the door closed as the massive man carried her easily across her living room. The bedroom was adjacent. After they crossed the threshold, Cin hopped out of his arms, turned the biker around, and pushed him backward onto her bed.

She straddled his midsection as his hands moved under her shirt and grabbed at her tits. Cin closed her eyes and tried to imagine Bryce fondling her. But Ram was too rough, too strong, 100% man. Bryce’s touch would be gentler, more precise, and surgical. She gave up the fantasy after a minute of muscular massage.

Cin took his wrists and put his hands over his head. “I want to see your map.”

That was what she called Ram’s tattoos. He had about a hundred. Cin unbuttoned his denim shirt, and he peeled it away. His body was like some Greek work of art cut from marble and displayed in a museum.

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