Surge - Maya Nicole Page 0,66

dance lessons with him?

"What's in it for you?" I sat back down, the fight leaving my body. I was tired of fighting. "I won't be able to pay you back, at least not anytime soon."

"Nothing." His eyes twinkled, really bringing out the green flecks in his hazel eyes. "I just want to dance."

"What about swimming?" What about you being a fucking mermaid or whatever the hell you are?

"I can do both. You do this and yearbook." He looked at Bernardo. "Two lessons a week and put us down for Hawaii."

"What?" I blinked at him. "I can't-"

Morgan slid a credit card across the desk. "I can and I will. We're doing this, vixen."

I sat back in my chair and met Bernardo's questioning stare. "Fine."

When the time came, I just wouldn't go.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Morgan

Jax was going to kill me when I told him I was now Riley's official dance partner and we'd be spending a lot of hours with our bodies pressed close. He’d already told us multiple times that she was his, but she hadn't claimed him yet, so it was fair game.

After changing back into my leather, I waited near the door for Riley to change. Bernardo was supposed to give her a ride home, but I had other plans.

"Ready to roll?" I asked when she was almost to me. Her face scrunched up and I laughed. "I'll let you wear my helmet."

"I'm not getting on that death rocket with you." She leaned her arms on the counter, giving me her back.

I took that as an opportunity to move right beside her and wrap an arm around her waist. "It'll be fun. Bernardo lives in the opposite direction.” I smirked as she spun toward me. Now she was even closer.

I knew that part of what might be causing my attraction to her was the fact that she was some percentage of siren. Blake and Jax didn't know much about sirens themselves, so we were left with a lot of questions about her.

It's not like we could go and start asking questions about sirens. She'd be killed.

"He does have a point." Bernardo wiggled his eyebrows. "I have some paperwork to do anyway. It would be better if he took you."

"Thanks a lot." She shoved off the counter and headed out the door, pulling her phone from her bag. "I'll just call someone else to come get me."

"Who? Ivy has practice, the rest of your friends are too scared, and Aiden doesn't want his ass plastered everywhere."

"I'll walk then." She tried to walk past me and I caught her around the waist, pulling her to me. Her hands landed on my chest, but she didn't push away. "I don't want to ride with you."

"What are you so scared of?" She bit her lip and I used my thumb to free it from her teeth. "I'll even go the speed limit."

She stared at my bike for a moment and then at me. "You'll go under the speed limit and get in the slow lane."

"I knew you'd cave." I grabbed her hand and pulled her over to my Ninja. "All you have to do is hold on. I'll do all the work."

I helped her put the helmet on and climbed on the bike. I patted the small space behind me and scooted forward so she could get situated. "Just wrap your arms around my waist and hold on tight."

The second her arms went around me, I scooted back and started my bike. I felt the heat between her legs against my ass and pressed a palm against my growing erection before pulling out of the parking space and turning onto the street.

She held onto me tight enough that if I didn't have my leather jacket on, she'd have drawn blood. She was tense for the first few minutes, but then slowly relaxed and her grip loosened a bit.

I sped up and I could practically feel her heartbeat against me as I pulled onto the highway. Her house wasn't far from the dance studio, but instead of pulling off at her exit, I continued on. She squeezed me but didn't have any choice but to go with me.

The sun was setting and through the trees and houses off the highway, the ocean glittered in the fast retreating light of the day. We'd had to miss swim practice in the morning and my muscles were aching to feel the water.

The highway curved inland and I took the first turn down the road to our house, back toward