Her Beastly Biker

This is just another bad date with anoter narcissistic horse's rear end.  She knew almost as soon as she had met him. He was a twerp. A butt. An absolute douche bag. Another complete waste of her time. She was really beginning to think that she should start charging them by the hour. After all, if they were going to treat her like that, then she would charge them like that. She clenched her hands in her lap to keep from reaching across the tablle to slap. It was almost a reflex because he was such an a**hole.She sat there in the booth of her favorite diner, listening to yet another a**hole drone on about his career, his bank account, his sports cars, his college degree, his trust fund, his this and his that. She never once heard anything come out of his mouth that didn't center around him. Him, him, him. That's all he  cared about.  Then he crossed the line.

After Bill had answered his text and spoken to his girl, he had sent him Sam's phone number. Drake picked up the phone on his desk and called Samantha. He was kinda hoping she wasn't home. Nervous. He had never been this nervous about calling a woman. His hopes were dashed when she answered on the third ring."Hello." The voice was breathy, like she had been in a hurry."Samantha?" Even though he knew it was her. Her voice caused a shiver to go straight up his spine."Yes?" He could hear the suspicion in her voice now."Samantha, it's Drake. I hope you don't mind, but I got your number from Bill. I wanted to invite you to dinner." Silence."Samantha?" "Yes, I'm here. I'm thinking. Where will we be going?" She asked."That depends on you. What kind of food do you like? We have all types of restaurants in the city, or, if you prefer, I can grill steaks and baked potatoes....."Sam jumped in on that. "You got yourself a deal

After convincing Samantha to spend the day with him, Drake got up and went to make coffee and breakfast while she showered. After they ate, he showered and they left in his truck to go to Sam's house to get her a change of clothes. He smirked when he thought about what she was actually wearing, and would have taken her straight back to bed, if she hadn't been so sore. Sitting a traffic light, he looked over at the small woman who had taken residence in his heart. Drake wasn't some young boy who didn't know his own mind. He was a mature man with the knowledge of what it meant to love. He was a little apprehensive, but by no means unsure. He knew that he loved Sam. Convincing her, however, was going to take some doing. Realizing that they had arrived at her house, Drake shut off the engine and turned to get out.

Samantha snuggled into the warmth behind her, burrowing down into the covers, and moaned. When the warmth moved away, she whined. Then a deep chuckle sounded, causing her to wake completely up. Sitting up, she pushed her hair, that was no doubt a rat's nest, out of her face. Looking over at Drake, she blinked, having trouble focusing.Drake looked over at his woman and chuckled again. She looked so cute with her owlish look and her sleep tossed hair. She was terrible before her coffee, and he loved that about her. Leaning over, he kissed her, then just as she was leaning into the kiss, he pulled back. "I'm gonna go make coffee, baby."Samantha huffed as she headed to the bathroom. She quickly took care of her business and headed into the kitchen, after grabbing one of Drake's t-shirts. Walking into the kitchen, she was greete

Drake sat next to his girl's bed and just held her hand. When Vulcan walked in to the ICU and saw his Prez and friend looking so defeated, it damn near broke his heart. His friend had always been a strong guy. He had held up the entire club at times. He was responsible for the rescue of many battered women and children. He was also the man that held them together. He was the glue that made them a cohesive team. Standing in the door, he cleared his throat so Drake would know he was there.Drake's head jerked up and he looked at his friend and VP. He got up and went to get the bag of clothes and toiletries. "I brought Sam a few things that she will want when she wakes up. I had Francesca get her some panties and a few of her gowns from her home."Drake nodded, realizing that Vulcan was right. His girl would definitely want her