Novel & Cerita Jay Jo Bike

she said, already tapping away at her phone. I followed Jovan toward the executive parking structure. I expected a black SUV or a sleek sedan, but he stopped in front of a matte-black Triumph motorcycle. It looked powerful, expensive, and entirely like him. He pulled a spare helmet from the side case and handed it to me. I slid it on, the click of the chin strap echoing in the quiet of the garage. Jovan mounted the bike, the engine roaring to life with a low, predatory growl. I climbed on behind him, my movements stiff with lingering hesitation until I found my balance.

It's the tone of Jo's voice that has me dreading this conversation that will follow my daughters' request. "Okay, shoot." Jo steps a few feet forward stopping in between his thick thighs, and leaves me stunned when she sits her bottoms on his right leg. I expect him to fall since he is balancing on his haunches, but he maintains a solid form from his boot covered feet. It's silly, but I'm impressed. Jo whispers in his ear. I watch his eyes crease up on the sides as his cheeks pull taut into a big close-mouthed smile. The biker is a good-looking guy, but dangerous. Someone I should stay away from.

But if i was right, and she was the mole, then that meant we had solved that, and I didn’t have to worry about watching my back constantly. “Wait!” I suddenly exclaimed, “My bike.” I gasped, “Please tell me it's still okay.” Cassy’s face fell, “Sorry Aria. It couldn’t be saved. Even Prez’s bike took a pretty bad hit. Both crashed together.” Saliva dried up in my mouth, I felt tears tinge in my eyelids, “My bike,” I whispered, the first gift Cain had given me ever since I came here. “Don’t be sad. We have some spares. You can manage some of those in your journey, or ride in one of the trucks.

It would take Laura several days to get back to him and Tynan used that time to do his stealthy research on her background and past using the information he learned about her. The first thing Tynan learnt about was the type of bike Felix was. A Honda Rally was a dual-sport motorbike that could be used legally on the streets and off-road. It could also be used to enter some motorcycle races. Laura was right about it being on the smaller side but when Tynan took his time to dig into the technical details of this bike, he understood why Laura loved it so much. In fact, the bike resembled the owner. For something so small, it was very powerful and it reminded him about the little spitfire inside

JOSHUA POV As soon as Joel blew the whistle, all the bikers start to fly their bike. 3rd rider was the one who was ahead of all of us. I was at last. I don’t show my potential just right at the beginning. It’s fun to let people believe that they are winning and enjoy their reaction at finishing line. While I was moving ahead, I saw the biker next to me looking like at me and passing a snarky smile. It was a smile that I couldn’t get at first but next he did was push me, trying to get me out of the race. Suddenly I was the picture of Babi and my brother together in my mind. All the anger and feeling of betrayal came rushing through my veins. I don’t know since when I started to lover this m

The girl with the laptop finally joined the conversation, her voice deeper than her friend’s. The one who I now knew as JoJo scoffed, rolling her eyes at the back of her head. She was attractive and had very pretty eyes. “My talking is not going to stop you from working, is it?” She raised an eyebrow. I’m not going to lie, she was an impressive driver. “Just shut it.” The girl went back to typing. But Jojo did not pay any heed to her friend’s warning. “So, Linda. You know you’re going to kill a CEO, but do you know how?”

I say to her and she nods her head. “Ok, follow me.” We each take her hands and walk out of the clubhouse towards the bikes. I look at Dante and realise can he even ride? “Can you ride or will you take the SUV?” I ask him and he smiles at me. “Oh, I can ride.” He wiggles his eyebrows and I roll my eyes at him, but Rebel just giggles as she shoves him playfully. “Rude.” she says as she walks to her Suzuki Hayabusa. She straddles it, and I can’t help but stare at her ass as she gets comfortable. Fucking hell.

# Bonus Chapter 24: Full Circle Mia Park was seven years old and had been begging to ride on a motorcycle since she was old enough to understand what they were. "Everyone else gets to," she complained to her mother on a Saturday morning, watching through the kitchen window as Duke prepared his bike in the driveway for a routine ride to the garage. "Uncle JJ had his own bike at sixteen. Grandpa Duke rides every single day. I'm the only one who doesn't get to."

“Stop worrying. Your three ‘big brothers’ aren’t going to find out. How often do you get the chance to go out without them watching you like hawks staring at a juicy chick they want to devour?” He dragged me out of the library and into the bright afternoon sunlight. “Get in,” he said, handing me a helmet. Joel rode a sleek, powerful motorcycle. It looked incredibly cool, but my stomach always twisted with fear when he invited me on it. “I don’t know, Joel… It doesn’t look safe. Plus, you don’t exactly look like someone who can handle a big bike,” I muttered.

I shook his hand. "I can't believe that you are related to Bear and Leo." he said "Yeah, I get that a lot. What's going on with your bike?" I asked as we walked over to it. He explained what was wrong and I got to work. He introduced the other guy as JG. We made small talk as I worked. They were both members of the Watchmen and seemed like good guys. Once I finished Spike's bike, I got to work on JG's. As I was working on his bike I heard a couple of bikes pull up. I looked to see Sally, Tom and Leo walk in. I waved and I noticed Leo look annoyed when he noticed JG and Spike.