Page 23 of Running Winter

I nodded, and she tightened her hands around me.

I'd had a few girls on the back of my bike, but none that seemed as relaxed as Rayna did. She seemed to move with my body, too, making the ride more fluid overall.

As we took corners, she gripped onto me tightly, and I made sure to take as many corners as we could to feel her chest pressed against my back.

When we neared the neighborhood Chase lived in, I slowed to ask her for specific directions, which she gave quickly. I was almost sad that it was time to drop her off, but when I stopped, she slid off easily, tugging off her helmet and holding it out for me.

"Nah, you'll need it in the morning." I grinned as I sat back on my bike.

Rayna raised her eyebrows before jutting her thumb to the little red beetle in the driveway behind her.

"I'm good. I'll meet you there."

"Didn't you like riding with me?" I teased, loving the way she blushed.

"Well yeah, but at six am, no one here will appreciate the sound of your bike," Rayna pointed out, and I chuckled.

"Fine, come pick me up then," I smirked, and she exhaled with annoyance.

"You really want us to go together? Are you sure I won't cramp your style?"

I shook my head, gazing at her with interest.

"Why would you think that? I hang about with Chase most of the time, so my style is already cramped."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at six. If you're not there, I'm not waiting around. No matter how good-looking you are."

She turned and walked towards the house, and I resisted biting my lip as my eyes took in her ass in that outfit.

No wonder Chase spent so much fucking time with her.

She was something else entirely.

DANCE, DANCE…

C H A S E

I walked towards Heather, enjoying the fact that she hadn't clocked my arrival.

Dressed in a tight orange dress that clung to her curves, her hair curled at the ends, she held her own perfectly, despite the guys checking her out at the bar.

I walked up beside her, and she turned towards me with a playful expression.

"Hey, you."

I'd forgotten how sexy her voice was, and I knew there was a distinct possibility of us ending up kissing again tonight, despite the strict conversation I had with myself before coming here.

"Hey, sorry you were waiting."

"No, bother." Heather smiled before hooking her arm through mine. "Is it okay with you if we skip food and go straight to dancing? I love this song."

I raised an eyebrow as she grinned, pulling me towards the dance floor eagerly.

This, of course, gave me the perfect view of her ass, which I'd instructed myself not to look at. But, in my head, I could still see Rafe's reaction the first time he saw this girl, and despite him knowing I was here, I felt bad.

As far as dancing went, I was shit. So you could imagine my lack of excitement until Heather started to dance, in perfect rhythm with the music. I was hypnotized as she moved, her smile widening as she closed her eyes.

I leaned against the pillar beside me, watching her as she danced. Her movements were so fluid it was almost erotic, and when she saw that I was watching her, she seemed to put on more of a performance.

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