Page 5 of Bedding the Biker Next Door

Put off by his slurred words and lopsided smile, she turned away, but by now, he’d had a few drinks and was obviously feeling bold.

“Hey, beautiful, I’m talking to you.”

Jill bristled, but before she could respond, Liz said, “Sorry, but the lady’s not interested.”

Jill had her back mostly to the guy, but she caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye, sidling up to their table.

“Aw, come on. My friend bet me I couldn’t get you to kiss me.”

“That was a safe bet on his part,” Jill said, unease skittering up her spine.

The man smirked, put a twenty-dollar bill down on the table in front of her, and said, “After we kiss, it’s yours to keep.”

Appalled, Jill and Liz exchanged glances, then Jill fully faced the man. “I’d appreciate it if you took your money and left. Nothing here is for sale.”

The man, taking this as a challenge, stepped even closer. Jill could smell the whiskey on his breath. “Come on. Just one little kiss—”

“She said ‘no’ more than once, but I could use twenty bucks,” a deep male voice spoke from her other side. “Come here, and I’ll kiss you.”

Jill swiveled around. The tall, tattooed man from the bar had joined them. His focus was on Whiskey Breath. Despite his joking words, he looked beyond annoyed even before Whiskey Breath snapped, “Fuck off.”

Dear God, the man must truly be drunk. Anyone could see that Mr. TDTS could wipe the floor with the drunk exec with one flick of his finger. But something in the big man’s eyes, strangely enough, made Jill feel calmer. Safe.

“Well, now you’ve gone and hurt my feelings,” her rescuer drawled. His eyes—a warm chocolate brown with golden flecks—briefly met Jill’s before returning to his prey. That was the only way Jill could think to describe it. He was a predator who’d managed to hold himself in check thus far, but with his coiled muscles and that dark look in his eyes, he was more than ready to pounce.

Jill mentally urged the man who’d been bothering her to turn around and walk away. If he didn’t, she had no doubt he’d be buying himself a world of trouble.

Almost as if she were seeing things unfold in slow motion, Jill watched as Whiskey Breath stepped around her chair and threw a punch at Mr. TDTS, who easily grabbed the other man’s fist in mid-air. In two seconds, Whiskey Breath was face down kissing the table, arm pinned behind his back.

Mr. TDTS looked first at Jill, then at Liz. “I’m sorry about all this, ladies. Some people just don’t know how to act in public.”

The drunk guy’s friend was already headed out the door. Mr. TDTS fished the guy’s keys out of his pocket. “You’re going to call a cab. The keys will be at the bar when you sober up.” He dragged the other man out the front door while several people around them clapped and cheered.

Jill stared after them and eventually snapped shut her gaping mouth. Mr. TDTS looked like trouble but acted like Prince Charming. I like it, she thought, imagining him taking her into his arms, spinning her around, and pinning her to the table. Her heartbeat sped up a bit and adrenaline rushed through her, sending a strange sensation through her body, similar to a buzz but something else entirely.

“Wow!” Liz gazed after the men with stars in her eyes. “Can’t wait to see what happens when he comes back in.”

If Liz could only see the X-rated images running through Jill’s mind…

Having that beautiful man throw her over his shoulder and take her some place private so she could properly thank him for his assistance wouldn’t even begin to describe her gratitude.

“Didn’t you say you had to leave?” Jill teased in order to throw Liz off the scent. Her breathing was accelerated, and she could feel a deep blush warming her cheeks. Thank goodness the lights were low.

“Did I?” Liz laughed. “Okay, fine, I’m leaving. You be good. And by good, I mean get to know that man better, because I’m sure he’ll be very good.” Then her face grew serious. “But be careful. Maybe I should stay.”

Jill shook her head. “Go. I’ll be fine. I’m not going to do anything stupid, I promise.”

Liz sighed. “Too bad safe and stupid are rarely the same thing.” She gave Jill a hug. “Call me so I know you got home okay. And so you can fill me in.” She winked.

“There isn’t going to be anything to fill you in on. I’m going to say thank you to the man for helping us, then head home.”

“Safe. But not fun.” Liz blew Jill a kiss and headed off.

Soon after Liz walked out the door, Mr. TDTS strode back into the bar and headed straight to her, making her pounding heartbeat race even faster. He stopped a couple feet from her table. Even though she stood, she had to tilt her head back to look at him.

“Are you all right?” he asked, his eyes sweeping over her. He really was checking on her, not checking her out, but all the blood in her body zinged right to her already aching core.

“Thank you,” she told him. “You were…amazing.”

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