Hammer (Heartlands Motorcycle Club #9) - Dani Wyatt Page 0,17
my own, you know. I need to get dinner for a start. A girl’s gotta eat.”
I shrug. “Come for a ride with me.”
“What? Were you even listening to me?”
“I was listening. Dinner can wait. I’ve got a spare helmet and leathers in just your size. Picked up some jeans and a top I think are your size. You can change quick, get on the back of my bike and come for a ride.”
She hesitates for just a moment longer than someone would if they were going to refuse, and my heart soars. “Where?” She asks. “I don’t have—”
“All evening. Yeah, I get it. You need to eat. But first, you’re going for a ride with me.”
“Well…” She pulls her lips to the side. “I haven’t actually ever been on a motorcycle before. I guess we could go for a spin around the block.”
“Perfect!” I turn and grab the bag behind my legs, then thrust it at her. “Put these on… Actually, I could come and help if you like—”
The grin lights up her face as she shakes her head. “Uh uh, mister. I’ll be fine getting changed on my own, thank you. Don’t want you getting any ideas.”
She slams the door in my face, leaving me standing there grinning like a teenager with a crush. “Too late for that,” I mutter as I head back to my bike.
“Um, Rob, I said a quick spin around the block. Where are we going?” Her voice is windswept and high pitched as she shouts into my ear. I can’t help the hard-on I’ve been wearing since she got on the back of the bike and put her arms around me, leaning close for safety.
“I thought we could head out of town, blast it down a quiet road somewhere. You said you’d never been on a bike before, so I wanted to give you the full experience.”
“Um, I still haven’t—” She lets out a little squeal as I punch the bike up another notch, and my cock grows another inch as I wonder if she’ll make that same sound the first time I get inside her.
“I know you haven’t eaten. Don’t worry about it. I have a plan.”
She makes another little squeal sound as we take a corner at speed, then when she regains her composure, she shouts into my ear. “A plan?”
I laugh. “Just trust me, Robin. You don’t like it, you can just say and I’ll take you right home. But you have to at least give me a chance.”
“You know this is technically kidnapping, right—Ohh my God…” She laughs as I take the turn onto the dirt road that leads out to the cabin, throwing up dust in our wake. “You’re going to get us both killed,” she says, but her voice is playful.
“Not a chance, angel. I’d never let anything happen to you.”
Ten minutes later, I stop the bike outside the cabin and kick down the stand as I climb off. I take her around the waist and help her off, then grin as I indicate the cabin.
“You coming?”
She shakes her head as she pulls off her helmet. “I don’t think I should. You could be planning to murder me or something. Quiet shack in the woods, away from anywhere…no can hear the screams.”
I laugh. “You don’t have to go inside. But there’s something I want to show you. Trust me.” I lead her around to the back of the cabin, to where I’ve set everything up.
After I left Troy and the others at the bar, I got a few things from the store, then came out here before I went to her place. There’s a blanket set out for the picnic, and the food is all inside in the fridge. But in a bucket of part-melted ice set beside the blanket is the most expensive bottle of wine they had.
Robin’s eyes go wide when she sees it all. “Ham—Rob, this is…wow.”
I nod, grinning. “You said you needed to eat, and we’re going to eat. I’ve got food inside. I didn’t know what you’d want right now, so there’s fruit, cheeses, cold meats, salad—”
“You busted all this out for me? Your friend with benefits? Remember our deal?”
“I remember.” I answer and leave off that I just leave off the part that I didn’t agree.
She shakes her head. “Look, this is amazing, but it’s fine, you don’t need to make any special effort. We were clear last night, what happened was just about sex. Friends with benefits, just without the friendship