All Chapters of The Biker's Rules: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

From the light touch of a not-even-naked breast. Pathetic.“I’ve put clean clothes out,” I say, pointing to the bundle on the bed.Right now, I’m not sure who is more disheveled — me or her. I quickly disappear into my walk-in cupboard and throw on a pair of trousers and a hoodie. When I come out, s

“No,” I say easily. “We’re just friends.”His eyes narrow. “So why were you on a date then?”I tilt my head. “That’s two questions.” I point my fork at him. “And it wasn’t a date. It was an auspicious accidental meeting.”Why am I explaining myself to him? Why do I want him to believe me?He doesn’t

God help me. We’re already in way too deep.Jitters wrestle with my curiosity.Curiosity wins. It always does.Slowly, I slip out and creep toward the kitchen window, Enrique’s voice guiding me like a bad idea I fully intend to follow. I stop just short of being seen, heart thudding hard enough to b

Sexy as hell.“Ditto, angel,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck. He looks … nervous. Actually nervous. “It’s new for me too.”I blink. Once. Twice.“I’ve never slept with a girl before,” he adds quickly. “Definitely never had one in my bed.”That detonates my brain-to-mouth filter.“I’m not slee

“Anne never lets anyone skip class.”“I think she likes me.”I glare. He grins. A deeply punchable grin.“Damion, you can’t just organize my life!”“We ran out of milk,” he says, ignoring me completely. “So I picked up some clothes.”He hands me a bag. Inside — underwear, absurdly short denim shorts