Wolf Riders MC
I croaked out, forcing my eyes away from her breasts and looking into her green eyes, which were always glinting with mischief.
“I’d never kiss and tell,” she faked a frown before she spun around and walked back to the table, where she’d been trying to hammer out the dents on the front wheel rim. She took another look at it and sighed in frustration. She’d been trying to get it straight for about an hour, and I’d noticed that whatever she didn’t know, she would look up on the internet rather than disturb any of the workers, only going to any of us as a last resort. And she’d never get it straight if she didn’t get the right temperature, which---