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The Biker's Rules 37 The meeting
***POV - Damion It’s Thursday around 9 pm and we drive through giant steel gates entering the pier where we’re supposed to meet Scarface (the nickname Mel gave Harry). He’s chosen his location carefully, cause at the moment this entire area is closed down, though I’m not sure why exactly. However, we are rather familiar with it since we occasionally come here with our bikes to perform some stunts for our YouTube channel – The San Francisco Boys. Driving and jumping on cargo crates are quite fun and dangerous and judging by the comments from our viewers … also highly entertaining. Dad and Uncle John are in the backseat of an armored black Chevy Suburban SUV driven by armed bodyguards. Us boys are on our Reaper dirt bikes, dressed up in the same kind of clothes used by SWAT, and we’re all connected by earpieces specifically designed for tactical, covert, direct-to-ear incoming, and outgoing radio communications – all of which are sponsored by Uncle John’s company of course. I s
The Biker's Rules 38 The setup
***POV - Damion I wake up feeling a little squashed and I can’t move my legs. What the hell? I open my eyes to find the root of the problem draped across my legs. I jump up. Shit! The almost naked girl falls over and lands on the floor with a soft moan. What the fuck? There is a girl in my house, only wearing panties. I sneak a peek at the naked breasts glaring at me, the luscious body. She’s not ugly, I must admit that much, but I don’t feel any need to fuck her, nor do I want to. I passed out last night, exhausted after a grueling training session. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch still wearing my racing outfit – thank luck for that I guess. What is she doing here? I know nothing happened, but I for sure as hell don’t want any other girl near my house or my body for that matter. Shit, what is Mel going to think about this? Will she believe me? I fucking hope so. I slam the back of the door with my palm, scaring the girl, still sitting on the floor
The Biker's Rules 39 The race
***POV – Damion The next moment Jackson comes crashing from outside and falls onto me, almost causing me to lose my balance. “Shit!” My first thought is that the guy must be drunk or something. I help Jackson back up and he wipes his hand under his nose, then he looks at it covered with blood and wipes it against his shirt. That’s the strange thing about Jackson … sometimes he can’t stand the sight of blood and gag … other times it doesn’t seem to bother him at all. “What the fuck?” He growls, turning his scary gaze to where he came from. He’s not drunk, something happened to him. “Hey, Grimm, you better keep your little spies out of our space!” A lean bald-headed man with loads of tattoos all over his body remarks, sticking his head through the tent opening. “We found him snooping around,” it’s Graham Scott, Honda’s top rider and a real asshole. I know he just wants to get into my head before the race, but it’s not going to work. Most of my opponents try to rattle m
The Biker's Rules 40 Truth or dare
***POV - Melaena Kiara grabs some sand in her hand and lets it run through her fingers. I wiggle my toes, digging my feet into the sand as I watch the guys throw some wood onto the fire. They’re making a bonfire a few feet away to give provide some light and heat. I took a shower after being sticky from the sprayed champagne and am now wearing one of Damion’s sweaters over some jeans. Luckily, I have a secret stash pile of my own clothes hidden in one of his cupboards for the days I stay over. “So what do you think about that Sean guy?” Kiara asks out of the blue. “Well, let’s see, beach-blond hair, check, chiseled face, check, dreamy eyes, check, muscled body, double-check. In conclusion, a very handsome man. And if I have to guess, an Ilkay-personality.” If we have to judge a guy’s character, we compare it to one of the men in our group that we think comes closest to the same persona, in this case, Sean seems mostly like Ilkay. And because the guys’ personalities differ
The Biker's Rules 41 A real date
***POV - Damion I push my foot down, speeding up my black Lambo down Grant Avenue. I’m running a little late and softly curse our main Ingenieur. We are testing out the new bikes and he made me do some extra laps cause there was something wrong with the bike’s throttle - and now I’m late! It’s not as if I could tell him the truth, namely that I have a secret date with my best friend’s little sister. But I managed a quick shower; rushed through traffic, and now I’m parking my car in front of the small pub. I’ve texted Mel and she’s already waiting for me inside. I know it’s not the gentlemanly thing to do, but it’s not as if I can just pick her up at her home where her brothers or the paparazzi can see us. Hiding our relationship is not what I want, but we’ve decided to do this so we can take things slow and get to know each other, before going public and throwing our lives into chaos. I walk into the bar and immediately notice her sitting on one of the chairs at the counter
The Biker's Rules 42 The cat is out of the bag
***POV – Melaena I stare at the strikingly bountiful hunky specimen next to me. He looks so much like an angel when he’s sleeping … innocent and vulnerable … and it touches the deepest parts of my heart for some reason. I better enjoy the sight cause soon we might be blowing out our last breaths … my family has seen the pictures posted on the net. We had a great first date, everything was perfect - except for the stupid man taking photos of us in a very awkward situation that’s now splattered over the whole World Wide Web. Yes, I checked as soon as I woke up and it’s not flattering … nope. Damion’s hand is clearly under my dress, while he’s snogging me, and I’m melted against his chest, my hand suspiciously close to his crotch. The heading: Damion Grimm, racing his best friend’s sister! And it explains that Damena is official … the secret revealed … and so on and so on … ug. Damion called Dean last night and gave him a heads-up about the bomb that’s going to explode on so
The Biker's Rules 43 The dance
***POV - Damion We stand huddled in a small group in the garden in front of the hotel, dressed up in suits, waiting for the girls to arrive. The daylilies growing against the wall are in full bloom, forming an ocean of diverse shades ranging from orange to scarlet. I watch the people arriving for the freshmen gala as if in a slow-motion dream. Oh, dreaming is nothing new to me, no, since the little blond who solidly stole my heart and soul, entered my life, my sense of reality has been misconfigured. “Earth to Damion!” I turn my head when Jackson bumps me with his fist on my arm. Logan is still sulking, even after what they did to me, so Jackson took his place as Ava’s companion for the night. I stretch my body a little … even though the bruises have mostly healed, my ribs are still very tender – and no wonder since 2 are broken and a lot are cracked. But I guess I’ve gotten out of it rather lightly. After leaving our house … they stripped me to my jock, and I had to fight
The Biker's Rules 44 Looking perfect tonight
***POV - Damion When we eventually get inside the venue, I’m not ready to just let her go. I want her in my arms for a while longer. “Dance with me.” I don’t wait for an answer, just pull her into me and move onto the dancefloor. I can feel her legs move between mine and then I pull her hips even closer to me. She’s so small against me, her head just reaching my shoulder. ‘I found a love … for me ….. darling, just dive right in …. follow my lead’ Ed Sheeran’s husky voice sings in tune with my heart. ‘Well, I found a girl …… beautiful and sweet …. I never knew you were the someone waiting for me … ‘ I lower my head and smell the lavender in her hair. It must be the best smell in the world. I look into Mel’s eyes and I feel myself drowning, sinking deeper and deeper. I can’t breathe. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest and I know I fell flat on my face for this girl. ‘Darling just kiss me slow …. ‘ I want to kiss her so bad it hurts, but instead I bury my no
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