Chapter 9- Rider

Chapter 9

Rider

I didn’t catch her staring at me again. I noticed little glances every so often, but I was used to it. Women stared at me a lot. Even men stared, probably intimidated by my build. Whilst she was focusing on not staring at me, I took advantage of watching her. She was different than the other women I’d met. She wasn’t intimidated by me nor my dad. She was feisty and strong, which I suppose she would have to be after what she had been through.

Her short dark hair and her golden-brown eyes gave her an ethereal look. She reminded me of a pixie. Her leather jacket and biker boots toughened up the softness of the black dress I had bought her. She was hot.

I had told my dad I wouldn’t sleep with her which was fine. I didn’t sleep around anyway. I’d never slept with any of the clubwhores, in fact, I’d only slept with the 2 girls I had been in relationships with.

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