“Okay.See you there.”She closed the door behind her and looked at Razor.“You brought your bike.”
“I thought before we headed to the clubhouse, I could take you for a ride?”
Mac had never taken her for a ride on the back of his bike.He always made some excuse that no chick rode with him.She had a feeling that was total bullshit.
“I’ve never been on a bike before,” she said.
“Then it is your lucky day, because I’m a damn good rider.”He banded his arm around her waist and pulled her in close.“Be ready for the ride of your life.”
She loved when he held her like this.He took her hand and led her to his bike.There was no helmet, and she wanted to ask him about protection, but she also didn’t want to seem like a stick in the mud.So, she stayed silent.This was about new experiences and learning each other.
He climbed onto the back of his machine, and she waited for his invite, which was a simple nod of the head and seemed like a pretty big deal, but she didn’t say anything.
Once on the bike, he waited for her to get comfortable and only then did he turn over the ignition, which caused her to wrap her arms a little more tightly around his waist.
“Are you okay?”he asked.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m good.I’m just nervous.”She let out a little laugh she didn’t quite feel.
Then, he pulled away from the curb.She needed to start having more trust, and she did trust Razor.He’d not done anything to ruin her trust.They started to make their way onto the road.
She kept closing her eyes, and she hated that she was ruining this experience, so she forced herself to open them.At first, she did hold tightly to Razor, not wanting to let go.
He picked up speed as soon as she saw the sign that announced they were leaving the town of Rivermont Ridge, and she tried not to panic.
They were going quite fast, but then that fear seemed to change as she started to get into the rhythm of the ride.It felt incredible.They were moving faster and she let out a squeal, but she didn’t at any point feel like she was going to fall off.Razor was a master on his bike, and it felt damn incredible.
She didn’t know how long they were riding, but she recognized the clubhouse up ahead, and he slowed down, pulling in and parking his bike alongside similar bikes.She couldn’t help but wonder if they ever ended up on the wrong bikes.
“Do you have to label your bikes?”she asked.
He chuckled.“Nah, we all know which one is ours.”
“How?They all look the same.”
“We all have a different number plate, but we also have different bikes.Trust me, we know.”
She was still straddling his bike and holding onto him.
“Razor?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t think I can get off.”
He reached behind him and placed a hand on her thigh.His touch felt so good, even through the thick denim.She was pleased she opted for jeans over a skirt or a dress.There was no way she would have been able to stay modest wearing either of those on this bike.
Both of his hands were on her thighs as he rubbed up and down.“Does that feel any better?”he asked.
“A little bit.”
He chuckled.
“When you get off, grab my hands, and I’ll keep you upright.”
Eden had no idea how they were going to pull this off, but she did as he instructed, climbing off the bike.Razor must have lightning reflexes, because one moment he was on the bike, and the next he was stopping her from falling.
She looked at him and couldn’t resist her gaze falling toward his lips.In that moment, she wanted him to kiss her.She wanted him to close that distance between them and just kiss her.